If it pleases you and you can write at all, it's gonna please somebody else.

I have lived one step away from losing my mind for years. I am quick and accurate in spotting unstable streaks in others.

The god entered some women so completely that they became immortal, or very close to it. Bacchus was the god of the grape, of course, so bars are very interesting to maenads. In fact, so interesting that they don't like other creatures of darkness becoming involved. Maenads consider that the violence sparked by the consumption of alcohol belongs to them; that's what they feed off, now that no one formally worships their god. And they are attracted to pride.

Sookie: Is Eric around?" Pam: "He is enthralling the vermin.

Only a group lack of imagination could account for people not wondering what went on in the dark around them.

Okay I've been stupid in the past. Not consistently stupid, but occasionally stupid. And I've made mistakes. You bet, I've made mistakes.

My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror. "It's me," said a familiar voice. ..."Eric, what are you doing here?" "Snuggling.