I glanced at Carson, who had promised things would be alright. His gaze was on the floor, and a muscle in his jaw flexed rhythmically but unhelpfully. If he was trying to send me a message, I was out of luck, because I'd never learned Morse Code for Assholes.

"Oh My God," I blurted, grabbing onto Phin as we faced the open bedroom door. "It's the axe murderer." "I doubt he would knock," she said, but she was whispering, too, and didn't move away from me.

When your family is twice as weird as normal, you have to be twice as polite to authority, because authority hates weird.

Focus, Amy. Just because he looked great in the saddle did not mean he wasn't an axe murderer.

Taylor: what do you hear? Daisy: Nothing but rain

Good writing is good writing. In many ways, it’s the audience and their expectations that define a genre. A reader of literary fiction expects the writing to illuminate the human condition, some aspect of our world and our role in it. A reader of genre fiction likes that, too, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of the story.

Faith isn't absence of doubt. It's belief without proof, not without question.