When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

Fang (sarcasticaly): Go pick out a tree and I'll carve our initials in it. Max: (screams and goes in the bathroom)

I'd been told that he had been created-literally created-just for me,as my "perfect other half." Let me tell you-if Dylan was my perfect other half, then i needed to give my first half a seriouis look-see.

happy all life for ever

Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them.

I write larger than life. It's what I do.

I had to give him props, but how annoying of him to be a hero when I was trying so hard to dislike him. It was downright selfish.