Back to work. If I’m [writing] I’m not thinking about the crazy. by Faith Hunter

Back to work. If I’m [writing] I’m not thinking about the crazy.

Faith Hunter

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Admitting that Katie had taken too much blood was on par with saying an adult human had pooped their pants or eaten their own boogers!

adults taken blood

You don't have to shout from the mountaintops. Sometimes power comes in a soft, calm, compassionate way, like a quiet warrior.

calm warrior way

Vamps who are dying, or think they are, give a piercing, eardrum-bursting shriek, like the love child of a screech owl and a mountain lion on crystal meth, amplified like a seventies rock band.

rocks children thinking

My yoga practice was and will always be a spiritual experience. I can honestly say, "Yoga delivered me back to GOD!"

yoga practice spiritual

Walk softly and carry a big stick. Or stomp loudly and carry enough firepower to start a small war. Whatever worked

sticks enough war

Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet. by Faith Hunter

Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet.

alarms feet littles

But nothing in life was set in stone and nothing in life is promised us. Not happiness, not joy, not love. Everything was variable and mutable and inconstant.

variables stones joy

I figured even the most jaded and cynical inhabitant might report a bloody girl in a party dress carrying a severed head by its hair.

party girl hair

You gonna put on your big-girl panties and fight with the boys, now?” He looked over his shoulder as if he expected me to blush or something. “Who says I wear panties?” I was certain that he flushed red this time. Laughing, I left him shaking his head and went on inside to find the Kid. We had work to do.

girl fighting kids

It looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men wil... by Faith Hunter

It looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men will be boys.

contests men boys

Beast had once informed me that humans were hunters only by luck and because they had opposable thumbs.

thumbs hunters luck

Chicken, yeah, that's me. I'd rather fight an old rogue-vamp in my underwear, with my bare hands, than deal with relationship problems.

underwear fighting hands

Really sucked the red off of all my candy. by Faith Hunter

Really sucked the red off of all my candy.

candy red

I adore burgers. I know they are bad for me, and only technically a sandwich, but a well made burger, juicy and hot off the grill, is wonderful!

burger bad me hot

Shelter dogs are the most loving, wonderful, sweet pets in the world. They understand being rescued, loved, and protected. The hubs and I have 2 rescued 11-yr-old Pomeranians, who adore us.

loved understand sweet world

There are lots of antagonists in the 'Jane Yellowrock' series, but one stands out as uber-evil to me, and that is Lucas DeAllyon.

lots out me series

Humans are insane. We kill our own people, starve our own people, sell them, work them to death, beat them, don't give them affordable/free/good healthcare, and let them live in misery, while a few of us have - we have all we want. We are evil.

evil work death people