Nowadays anyone with a crap laptop and an Internet connection can sound their barbaric yawp, whatever it may be.

So the end may be a long time coming, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have a way of sneaking up on you.

Doors are going to open-doors you can't even imagine exist.

There, I was just a secretary-shaped confederation of atoms, fighting the inevitability of mediocrity and decay. But here, in the Juliaverse... energy was never lost, merely converted from one form to another. Here, I took butter and cream and meat and eggs and I made delicious sustenance.

I got my undergrad in Creative Writing, and then I didn't get my Masters in obsession, because I figured I already had that covered.

If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what it is.

The nice thing about having a friend who is crazier than you are is that she bolsters your belief in your own sanity.