Time for bed.” I held my fist out. One by one, my flock stacked theirs on top, and then we headed up into the trees to sleep the sleep of the innocent. Well, okay, maybe not so innocent. But the sleep of the much less guilty than others, for sure.

Be calm. Be Zen. You are Buddha.

Men suck, even imaginary ones

What are we but our stories?

If I'm writing and a chapter isn't coming, I just move ahead.

I tried to shake some water off. "I got a message from Angel,"i said, scanning the tunnel."She says there's massive danger down here,something too big for us to fix or deal with." "So of course you immediately came down.

I was crazily, deeply, incredibly, joyously, terrifiedly in love.