Jeopardy, Mom! You have got to get on Jeopardy! Seriously! You could marry Alex Trebek! You could be Alex and Alex Trebek! You could be Alex SQUARED!
I am Not a Pirate, I merely watch movies and delete them. Never store them on my computer.
Writing the middle of a novel is a lot like driving through Texas. You think it’s never going to end, and the scenery looks the same.
So, you think your coffee-addicted mother is amusing.
O’ melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent.
I don’t know how these things died without benefit of a bullet to the brain pan. They seemed to exist in an eternal twilight of longing.
Love Rocks The De La Cruz’s World
The sound of him drinking was indescribable-like dirty runoff down a storm drain.
She fished a gum wrapper and pen from her bag and wrote down her number. “I’d like to stay friends with you and Jason. That’s my cell number. You can call me any time you want, except at two-thirty-six in the morning.”
Alice cocked her head. “How come I can’t call you at two-thirty-six/”
“I need that minute to sleep,” Jessica said, smiling.
Some dreams shouldn’t be remembered.