Cure for writer's block: blow something up(in the story)

Dying is one of those things that can’t be fixed. Not by talking about it, not with all the brain surge in the world.

However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.

And you've actually watched it yourself?' I asked. 'Willingly?' Sure. I had to see it, you know? Besides we should be safe. Only one in twenty viewers actually had a bad reaction. And it was mostly kids who were affected. I mean younger than you guys. I think the average age was about ten.' That made me feel somewhat better. But that was a kid's show,' said Jen. 'Maybe it affects everyone, but not that many adults were watching.' That made me feel less better. I wanted my protective bangs back.

The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.

People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.

Sometimes you can’t choose what you love.