Right and wrong matters little when survival matters most.

If you are not learning, you are not living.

When my dad was young he shot marbles. When I was young I played Marble Madness on my Nintendo Entertainment System.

Think first. Think twice. Think again. Respect others. Respect yourself. Respect dreams.

I write flawed characters. Ones that do not always make the best decisions and are driven by ambition or lust. They are not black or white, they are in the large space that exists between.

Yeah, I write Urban Fantasy, but its more like Die Hard or Indiana Jones with Fairies, Mummies and a Vampire who uses guns more than his teeth.

If you're not writing, you're wronging.

Writing is like painting a painting. Layer over layer over layer.

Acceptance and validation are the fuels of the future.

Zombies are the middle children of the otherworldly family. Vampires are the oldest brother who gets to have a room in the attic, all tripped out with a disco ball and shag carpet. Werewolves are the youngest, the babies, always getting pinched and told they're cute. With all that attention stolen away from the middle child Zombie, no wonder she shuffles off grumbling, "Marsha, Marsha, Marsha.