Use your blog to connect. Use it as you. Don’t ‘network’ or ‘promote.’ Just talk.

I imagine the world dividing into the people who want to feed their children, and the ones shooting at them.

The TV's the altar. I'm what people are sacrificing to.' 'What do they sacrifice?' asked Shadow. 'Their time, mostly,' said Lucy. 'Sometimes each other.

I have a really high tolerance level for twits. I really do.

She found herself to be quite worried that something would jump out at her, so she began to whistle. She thought it might make it harder for things to jump out at her, if she was whistling.

I would read. I would explore

I was bright, and I could use that as a weapon: words can wound, whatever those sticks and stones sayings claim about them never hurting, and I could use them if I had to.