“What I really want to do is write horror like Stephen King, or Dean Koontz, or Grady Hendrix. But I can never seem to capture that feeling of impending doom.” “I think it’s because you are too lighthearted. I think to write really good horror you have to be

The problem with studying the ancient prophecies was the language. Nobody spoke those languages anymore. They had all fallen to time. They translated by tracking backwards from modern language to what they replaced to what they replaced to what they replaced to eventually the ancient language the prophecies were written

"Oh yeah, I have to see that movie. She's on my list." "On your list?" "My free pass list." "Not following." "Your free pass list. The famous people that you have a free pass for, that you could totally

“Oh, I love this song! Have you heard it? Great lyrics.” “Maybe. It’s all about perspective isn’t it?” “What?” “If lyrics are great. It’s all perspective.” “Not following.” “Okay, so…there's this old song that my dad used to sing and love by George Jones.

There was no loyalty anymore. That’s what she was thinking as she worked to pack up her mother’s things. Everyone who had worked for her had disappeared. Run off really. She should have help packing up the office, but instead it was just her here in an empty

January 1 dawns full of hope This year is the year of changes Plans put in place January 2 dawns full of promises I will start tomorrow. It's still the holiday really. January 3 dawns and Mondays are better Who starts at the end of the week? Fresh

"Okay, Ms. Jamison is it?" "Yes." Alice looked at the person sitting across the desk from her. She had never been exactly sure what to expect, but this wasn't it. "I see here that you left a lot of things unfinished." "

"So if you could do it, would you?" "Would I what?" "Get visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past?" "Okay, first off how dare you. Scrooge gets the ghost treatment because he's an asshole. Second, he didn't get to

"Hey, you got an interesting piece of mail today." "Oh yeah? How so?" He shuffled through the stack of cards, "Look, it's addressed to you with your maiden name. Maiden name. Is that right? I mean, I know it's what we&

"Are you heading home for Christmas?" "I am home." "You know what I mean. Back to your hometown. Are you going back this year?" "I don't think so. I think I'm going to go back for New Year'

His father had always told him that someday his mouth would get him in trouble. He talked too much. No filter. If it popped in his head it came out of his mouth. He had two ears and one mouth. Listen more, talk less. Like his brother always did. His

"I'm not sure why I bother." "Because it's who you are." "But does it have to be? I mean, I think I've done enough. And nobody really wants me around anymore." "How can you say that? You&