There was no real sense of life because she had nothing to contrast it with.

Not everything is about money. You didn't even say, hello. You are not your sad little wallet.

The weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums.

Demon or angel or evil spirit, I just need something to show itself. Ghoulie or ghosty or long-legged beastie, I just want my hand held.

When nobody will look at you, you can stare a hole in them. Picking out all the little details you'd never stare long enough to get if they'd even just return your gaze, this, this is your revenge.

There's an old saying: 'No piece of writing is ever finished, it's just abandoned.' But my own rule is: No piece of work is done until you want to kill everyone involved in the publishing process, especially yourself.

If you ask me, reincarnation is just another way to procrastinate.