Vengeance does not subtract any numbers from the equation of murder; it only adds them.

What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive. You keep your eyes open, you see this damned-to-hell world you got born into, and you ask yourself, 'What life can I live that will let me breathe in & out and love somebody or something and not run off screaming into the woods?

She kept swimming out into life because she hadn't yet found a rock to stand on.

A good title holds magic, some cognitive dissonance, a little grit between the teeth, but above all it is the jumping-off place into wonder.

Come to think of it, just about every tool was shaped like either a weenie or a pistol, depending on your point of view.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for!

I live in southern Appalachia, so I'm surrounded by people who work very hard for barely a living wage. It's particularly painful that people are working the farms their parents and grandparents worked but aren't living nearly as well.