Here's the secret to finishing that first book. Don't rewrite as you go.

You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?

He will not let you come barging in to his world like the proverbial bull in the china shop.

Hatred is a cold fire, and it gives no warmth.

Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.

she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita

By 17, I was submitting to publications and collecting my first rejection slips.