You're not that girl,' Cole said, sounding tired. 'Trust me, I've seen enough of them to know. Look. Don't cry. You're not that girl either.' 'Oh yeah? What girl am I?' 'I'll let you know when I figure it out. Just don't cry.

I didn't want normal until I didn't have it anymore

I tired the back door -- unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me.

When you were born, the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood.

If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.

I hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren't the same thing.

I love inventing interesting people and then pushing them to their absolute limits - and usually those absolute limits involve homicidal faeries, werewolves, or some other paranormal menace.