Hush, Self, Let Me Think.

I’d Rather Be Vindictive Than Smart. (solin)

Hi, Mom…yes, I Know My Heart Rate’s Dangerously Elevated. That Sound? I’m Being Shot At, Ma. Gotta Go Now. Love You Much. Hugs And Kisses. (devyn)

I Really Hate Squires. (syra) (she Pulled Another Flat Bolt Out And Loaded It, Then Shot It At Otto. Moving So Fast He Could Hardly Be Seen, The Squire Turned Around And Caught It Without Flinching. He Held The Bolt Up To His Nose And Inhaled It Lovingly.) Mmm. Rose. My Favorite. (otto) Perhaps We Should Leave You Two Alone. (jess) Yeah, This Does Remind Me A Bit Of The Mating Rites Of The Mean And The Surly. (allen)

In My Stories, I Controlled What Happened In A Way I Couldn't In Real Life. My Characters Lived Through The Horror And Degradation Of The Cruelty Of Others And They Not Only Survived, They Thrived. They Gave Me Hope And Laughter, And They Kept Me Going In Spite Of Everything Else. They Were My Heroes.

It Can’t Eat Him. I Forbid It. (artemis) She Can Do As She Pleases. I Taught Her To Waste Not, Want Not. (acheron)