It Is The Way Of Mortals. They

The Cool Thing About Writing Is That There Is Really Never A Typical Day. Sometimes I Get A Rhythm Going And Head Off To Work Every Morning And Come Home At Night. Sometimes I'll Write For Two Days Straight And Then Be Utterly Blank For The Next Two.

The Only Certainty Life Contains Is Death.

I Didn't Like Anyone Except Me Having Their Hands All Over Him. There Had Been Possession In Wolf's Touch, And Adam Belonged To Me.

She'd Never Have Allowed Herself To Be Held By Anything As Mundane As A Few Bars And A Reinforced Door

I Was In The Middle Of A Dream About Garbage Cans And Frogs - Don't Ask, And I Won't Tell.