Wayde yelled, and I hit him again, adrenaline pulling a scream of outrage from me. He went quiet, and I held my breath to make sure I could hear him breathing. I suppose I could have used my magic on him, but this was a lot more satisfying.

The car was full of unhappy people heading west. It was the Great American Family Road Trip, all right. Whaaa-hoo!

Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.

Oh for the sweet humpin' love of Tink! ~ Jenks

Was using “dead-man’s-toe” morally okay if the man’s relatives had knowingly sold him for parts?

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.

I never considered I might make a career out of writing as I was going to school, so when I did turn my attentions that way, I was very ill prepared, having only what I read as a guide, and no formal training whatsoever. I credit that very ignorance with a great deal of my success.