Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.

Nothing turns to hate so bitter as what once was love.

Death is the last intimate thing we ever do.

a pink taffeta evening gown. It looked like it had run away from a junior high prom... The dress looked like a petunia on steroids to me.

The only good enemy is a dead enemy.

I cannot say how strongly I object to people using other people's writing as research. Research is non-fiction, especially for horror, fantasy, science fiction. Do not take your research from other people's fiction. Just don't.

Should I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. -Anita