I don't see why ogling same-sex kissing should be the exclusive domain of frat boys whacking off to lesbian action, that's so sexist. Feminism should be all inclusive- it should be about sexual liberation, equal pay for equal work, and the fundamental girl right of boy2boy appreciation.

I feel like there's so much darkness in all of my books.

But I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.

How would I ever know when that moment was right, when expectation met anticipation and formed...connection?

Things change all the time, mostly in little ways.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

I am a classic 'Star Trek' fanatic.