If he had to spend the evening with madwomen, he would prefer at least one of them be willing to let him grope her.

Beyond these moments, she could hardly count the fumbling ministrations of boys in high school who, even to her senior prom, never went beyond sticky pleasantries. With one exception, it was just a sort of...

Once everyone thought you were crazy, they ignored you even when you told the truth.

As he had kissed her neck, she could not repress the feeling she was a lamb making time with a wolf.

Nothing in my beliefs tells me to let my relationship with the divine interfere with romantic love, the friction of sects never getting in the way of the friction of sex.

If she had some level of theism, we might have a shared theological root from which I could shape holy words.

I honor the divine on a daily basis, but I want to know that the greatest magick in my life is living authentically with what I have and can do.

They had perfected their team nagging to a level where they no longer had to confer and felt they would be wasting their talents if they only admonished their own children.

He regarded Huginn as only slightly more dangerous than most pets, in that he understood why people had pets but harbored the paranoia they would one day eat their owners. True, it kept Eliot from...

Mythology didn’t cease to exist and be useful to Pagans when we gained digital watch technology.

You were abducted by space aliens. Of course you want egg rolls.

She had thought he was dead, or at least not totally alive, and you could not still be dating someone you believe had an autopsy, so it was not really cheating.

Holding fantasy to our chests only means our hands are not free to work.

In this decaying world, these moments with her help keep me sane.

He was a fixture of the New Paltz community, an inexplicable light switch in the new apartment that definitely turns something on but you can’t quite say what. You flick it whenever you get home...

The vampire community has enough problems. We don’t need to add petty backbiting to it.

Adolescence impelled her eyes to stay at an even keel, to deal with the ground before flickering to the heavens. Night became not dotted with fairy clouds of celestial brilliance, but simply the time when...

Women are seen as imperfect or unclean, because of a myth of a tempting apple, because they bleed monthly, because they lack equivalent upper body strength.

There weren’t always happy endings and children would do well to know that vile things could happen to them, that witches and wolves were desperate to steal them should they be disobedient or foolish or...

I have long seen my spirituality as personal, to the degree that I harbor a slight mistrust for anyone who practices similarly. It is as though they are admitting to have on the same cut...

There are three people in your life: your great love, the one you want to have children with, and the one whom you can spend the rest of your life with. If you find that...

Magic was not in glitter and sparks. Real magic didn’t need to be.

I have heard that Paganism is for broken people, but life cracks everyone in some way. We are a religion of healing people.

Keep to the ‘I-statements’ and discuss your feelings, she lectured herself. I think, I feel. Don’t be accusatory. Don’t tell him that he is an insecure prick who should back off before you deck him....

She was an exotic flower amongst the snowdrifts, out of place, a Technicolor misfit in a monochrome Christmas movie.

Disbelief is the strongest tool in our arsenal.

Sex is usually cleaner than a blood sacrifice.

Reciting from rote seems a terrible way to honor the gods and a precise killing of the power of the words.

We want our delusions and will violently defend these when confronted. We want to believe that the job that is slowly choking us is good, because the effort it would take to change is too...

You have to surrender yourself to the experience.

There was a charm in being reborn into the world when one was old enough to appreciate it.

It felt relaxing to be someone else’s myth.

If it took eons to get to the edge of one’s galactic yard, she could not imagine the neighbors dropping by for a casual visit, especially since the heavenly houses were uninhabitable well into the...

Tombstones covered the dale, the smooth marble surfaces bright. She had spent days here as a teenager, though not out of any awareness of mortality. Like every adolescent, she intended to live forever.

Maybe [aliens] have been in our lives a lot longer than we want to admit. People have always seen strange things—elves and fairies—and now we don’t. Now we see them, right?

I discuss my beliefs less because I bed my atheist, who cannot believe in much more sacred than our kisses.

To her, it was like asking a butterfly what it remembered about being a caterpillar. She could fly now and nothing could touch her when she left the cocoon of her body behind at night.

To a vampire, there is only selfishness.

No one should ever die alone. Rejoin the love of the goddess who made you. No longer a man, no longer a human, you must go as only your essence back to She who made...

I see no reason that a man should have any issue with worshiping a goddess any more than a woman would in worshiping a male deity. It is undeniable that women, particularly in the Abrahamic...

Hades does not have a runny nose. I know this. The entire Greek pantheon no doubt knows this. For some reason, my nose is unaware of this basic fact of mythology.

She had experimented with Wicca eight years ago, found that her spells did not produce the desired results of making her every bully bald and fat, and threw it in the corner of her soul...

My main nurturing instinct toward children is mild sadism–picking them up and threatening to drop them–which is why I am a good uncle but would make a poor father.

There is a theory that men do not need Paganism because they have endless avenues of societal power available. Why use spells when one can get a bank loan with little trouble? The world already...

We need the life… We need to know what we take left someone weaker or dead. It reminds us what we were. The Hunger when you start out, it isn’t in the stomach or brain....

She could not trust people who wore all their “weird” on the outside. It left so little within to discover.

Summer flings always seemed amazing in movies, though that might be because the leading man did not ever call his romantic interest “dude.

[T]hese friends were of the female persuasion, and while by and large they were bi and large, they still represented potential threats on [her] feminine radar.

Aw, so he used you as a penis cozy and then left? Guys are pigs.

I don’t know what my future will bring me and it’s terrifying. To stand before this vast expanse and know that the future could take away what matters most simply because that is the nature...