A girl could never have too much jewelry or too much weaponry.

No, death hadn't changed [Willie] much. But just in case, I avoided looking directly into his eyes. It was standard policy for dealing with vampires. He was a slime bucket, but now he was an undead slime bucket.

I've been writing stories since I was 12. 'Writer's Digest' was one of my writing teachers, actually.

I'm not terribly fond of soapboxes.

...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.

I had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck and shoulders were knotted into one painful ache. The most frightening thing I'd seen all afternoon had been the prices on the designer clothing.

I’d have much rather gotten dragged into someone else’s fight than face what was waiting for me. Other people’s emotional pain, no matter how painful, is so much less painful than your own.