The world's most bada** Viking yard gnome is on the counter by the cash register using a dinner plates as a shield and a steak knife as a sword
The photographer had caught her midlaugh, and the defiance of her bared teeth and wide lips gave her face a hint of mischief and forthrightness. The girl in this photograph bet the house.
The light is so bright it hurts my eyes. But I don't dare close them. I won't. Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning, and th...
The ground's soft with pine needles and the occasional crunch of a cone. The air smells like it's just been born.
The face staring back at me isn't beautiful but she isn't something that would scare the horses, either.
The beast attempts a beautific look that could be mistaken for a bout of painful wind.
Taylor clapped for attention. Miss New Mexico, let’s not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don’t even have airline trays. We have...
Swell. Isn’t there some kinda ghost primer in this joint: Reading, Writing, ’Rithmetic, Ridding Yourself of Soul-Stealing Demons for Fun and Profit? Why isn’t there ever anything useful around here?Ma...
Sometimes I see things, I think. Out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it’s gone. And dreams. Such horrible dreams. What if something terrible happened to me? What if I am damaged?The rai...
Sam. Don’t make me kill you on a full stomach. I might get a cramp.
Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.
Oh shit! Can you say 'fuck' in a graveyard or will it jinx you with the undead?
Mrs. Nightwing glances at the box in my hands. She clears her throat.I understand you've decided against Mr. Middleton....It's best to be sure, through and through, she says, keeping her eyes steadfas...
Miss McCleethy stands to address us. Thank you, Miss Bradshaw. That was a nice start to our day.A nice start? It was lovely. Perfect, in fact. Miss McCleethy has no passion at all, I decide. I shall b...
Maybe he would kill one of them for fun. Maybe not. Mood was everything.
Look, I know this seems a little half-assed...' 'No, dude. I'd be thrilled if this plan were half-assed. This is, like, no-assed.' 'You're right. It's the most no-assed thing I've ever done in my life...
It’s just too bad they have to die. They’re totally bangable, you know? Bangable, Taylor mouthed in disgust. She wanted to show this boy another meaning for the word bang, and it involved his head aga...
It's strange how deliberate people are after a death. All the indecision suddenly vanishes into clear, defined moments - changing the linens, choosing a dress or a hymn, the washing up, the muttering...
It was not a curse to fully inhabit your body. You were only as cursed as you allowed yourself to be.
It isn't the bloody weather!I've shocked them into silence. I should stop. Apologize for my outburst. Make amends. Blame the climate. But I cannot. Something in me has given way and it cannot be put b...