Everything you're sure is right can be wrong in another place.

My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.

If you're writing, you're a writer. If you're talking about it or thinking about it, I'm not so sure. Writing is ninety-eight percent work and two percent magic.

From my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.

Why is it that only girls stand on the sides of their feet? As if they're afraid to plant themselves?

I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the predator to miss the pounce. One god draws in the breath of life and rises; another god expires.

Honk if you love Jesus, text while driving if you want to meet up.