What Kind Of An Idiotic Question Is

Trust Emmett To Find The Joke In The Destruction Of My Life.

All I Can Guess Is That When I Write, I Forget That It's Not Real. I'm Living The Story, And I Think People Can Read That Sincerity About The Characters. They Are Real To Me While I'm Writing Them, And I Think That Makes Them Real To The Readers As Well.

Everyone Needs A Little Edward In Their Life

Silently, I Lifted My Doggy Bowl Off The Floor. Then, With A Quick, Powerful Flip Of My Wrist, I Threw It Into The Back Of Blondie’s Head So Hard That – With An Earsplitting Bang – It Smashed Flat Before It Ricocheted Across The Room And Snapped The Round Top Piece Off The Thick Newel Post At The Foot Of The Stairs.

Sometimes I’m Afraid That I’m Losing Myself.