Like everyone I slipped into adulthood like a delinquent through the back door.
The Last EnchantmentsThe Thames was beautiful, dark, and swift beneath the billion yellow and white lights of the city…
The Last EnchantmentsA hero without faults is like an omelet without little bits of eggshell in it.
Love Songs From A Shallow GraveBut she's wrong about hell. You don't have to wait until you're dead to get there.
Life As We Knew ItRemember that a wish held fervently turns into belief, and a belief held diligently becomes reality.
The Lamp