Can you imagine how many people got laid in here?” Abby said, walking to the other side of the Jacuzzi.

A related question is where in time to begin. Should you begin far back in a character’s past and move forward, or should you begin in the present and make use of flashbacks only where...

The white lily stands for purity. Artists for centuries have pictured the angel Gabriel coming to the virgin Mary with a spray of lillies in his hand, to announce that she is to be the...

We share a bond. We do everything together. We have a piece of strong, invisible thread connecting us. It’s indestructible – it can never be broken. The thread is the key item that links us...

She was not the still quiet type. Aphrodites never are.

All hen are created equal but some have more feather than others.

I imagined/felt their palms sweating, their sweat mingling, mutually fertilized, and dripping to the ground, where it gave birth to a scolopendra, the forked ends of its tail bedecked with the sparkle of drying tears....

The last image I registered was Ethan and my hand – linked, bound and unbreakable.

I imagined a time when being gay is as unquestioned and un-judged as is having blue eyes. Some might call it fantasy or science fiction. I’d like to think it’s the future.

You’re my best friend,You’re my love,You’re my life.I can’t wait tomake youmy wife!Love, Ryan

When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.

People who’s freedom is taken away always end up hating somebody. Right? I know I don’t want to live like that.

I don’t understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.