Well, duh. He was six feet, six inches tall and built like a brick shithouse.

The stories just keep showing up in my head - and I really hope they keep it up! I write what I'm told, and as long as I do that, I don't have any problems with writer's block or anything. The issues come only when I try to force the story or the people in it to do things they don't want to. As a control freak, it's funny that I've learned to be so comfortable with being out of control in what is arguably one of the most important areas of my life!

Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They're bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.

Can you drive any faster?" Tohr demanded. "I got the pedal to the medal" The angel looked back. "And I don't care what I have to mow over

Written on the mirror, revealed by the steam, were the words, I love you, Jane.

On the chessboard of his godforsaken existence, the pieces were lined up, the play preordained. Man, so many times in life you didn't get to pick your path because the way you went was decided for you. Free will was such bullshit. -Vishous's thoughts

You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.