For a brief, weird minute I felt like Dorothy in Oz, walking down the street with Terric the doubtful, Shame the brainless, and heartless Zay.

He was like an undead boomerang. A zomberang.

I needed sleep. Big squishy bunches of it. Soon.

I resisted the urge to pour mouthwash in my brain.

Hey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Who’s a ferocious gargoyle? Stoney’s a ferocious gargoyle.

Night Owls is a fast, fun read that kept me turning the pages. Lauren M. Roy delivers a plot that zips, dialogue that zings, and a cast of characters you'll cheer for to the very end. Thumbs up!

Mouth in gear, brain stuck in neutral.

Whether you approach your dreams on soft feet or in a breathless run, just so long as you acknowledge that your dreams are valuable and worthy of pursuing, then you’ve made it.

Trace of Magic caught me up fast and pulled me in tight for a fun, action-and-sass adventure full of deadly magic and dangerous romance. Diana Pharaoh Francis delivers a downright terrific read.

I don’t know how to explain it.” “Try words. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move on to interpretive dance.

Keep digging, Flynn. Six feet makes a grave.

Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

Every great leader has incredible odds to overcome.

Maybe if literature was prohibited the same way as cocaine, people out of pure curiosity would try to get a couple of lines

I am amazed; until the day I die I shall wonder how Whittaker Chambers got into my house to use my typewriter.

Death takes no bribes.

No team works out teamwork.

The influence of blogging is overall a very positive force in the media.

One soweth and another reapeth is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.

Perhaps the greatest self-deceit is to tell ourselves that we can be self-sufficient.

I'm the kind of person who, even after a shoot that I've loved, is always moving on. There is no gap.