TRIAD: Three separate highways intersect at a place no reasonable person would ever want to go. Three lives that would have been cut short, if not for hasty interventions by loved ones. Or Fate. Three people, with nothing at all in common except age, proximity, and a wish to die. Three tapestries, tattered at the edges and come unwoven to reveal a single mutual thread.

Religion is for followers... Followers and puppets.

In my books my characters experience things as they are. My books allow youth an honest look at important issues affecting them. As adults we want to believe things like sex abuse or drug use are not happening anymore, or happening less and less, but that's not the case and we need to acknowledge that. We can't make life prettier for youth, but we can arm them.

I write poetry anyway and have for years and years. For me, putting fiction and poetry together is like the best of both worlds.

Fear is a better friend than you, who feel nothing, beneath the weight of my pain.

It was body rush After body rush, intensity building. Touch me there.

Funny thing about the monster. The worse he treats you, the more you love him.