Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"Gifts are fragile. You must never entrust yours to people who might break it."Holly by Stephen King Holly by Stephen King is a book that I have been waiting for since the moment Stephen King mentioned he was writing it. I love Holly Gibney, she first appears in the Bill Hodges trilogy, then in The... Continue Reading →
"She says it's too easy to call people evil instead of their choices and that lets people justify making evil choices. Because they convince themselves that it's okay because they're still good people overall inside their own heads. And yes, fine. But I think that after a certain number of evil choices, it's reasonable shorthand... Continue Reading →
"Everyone remembered firsts. Your first love, first kiss, the birth of your first child, or the sight of your first snowfall. A life was built on the backs of firsts. Shining moments, pins in the timeline, holding who you were together. Acaelus could remember the first time he'd died, a boltgun through the head. It'd... Continue Reading →
"I led her up Supal, which hadn't changed much since Mossa and I were students: the typically curlicued lanterns; the tea shops designed for every taste from quiet to rowdy, basic to exclusive; the prayer booths in a range of denominations; the quaint bookshops in every specialization. Shops offered very need of the scholar, from magnifying eyewear... Continue Reading →
"I walk through life holding everything in. Every thought that's too hard or too much. Every comment that may make someone uncomfortable or look at me differently. I push everything deep, secure the lid, and then sand down all my edges, too, until they're smooth. Presentable.And I guess I didn't realize how much pressure that was... Continue Reading →
My entire life, I thought I needed to hold on to love with an iron fist. It was a feeling I needed to trap, to smother, so it wouldn’t slip through my fingers. Little did I know, when you’re with the right person, being in love never feels like the bottom is going to fall... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 