Fact and fiction are different truths.
Patricia MacLachlanI don't know about you, but I practice a disorganized religion. I belong to an unholy disorder. We call ourselves "Our Lady of the Perpetual Astonishment
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.there is something intriguing about knowing how things are going to turn out, but being constantly surprised about how they'll get there.
Jael McHenryTags: fiction
I find the title How to Be Good. Curious, I open it up. I'm disappointed to find it's fiction.
Jael McHenryTags: fiction
It's not an easy thing to tell a true story.
Allen Morris JonesWEST SALEM ~ October 2011
A sudden vision, fraught with malevolence and darkness, obscured her sight. The face of a menacing figure turned from the shadows of his grisly handiwork and stared at Sorcha.
Her muscles tensed. By the Goddess, could he see her?
Please! No!
She wanted to scream, to run, but the vision ensnared her into the horrific moment like a fly in a spider's web.
Tags: romance fiction horror suspense novel paranormal witchcraft thriller fairy witch native-american wolf faery fae wicca shapeshifter cherie-de-sues west-salem
Be who you were meant to be and not what you've allowed yourself to become," Kate said to Mavis as she wavered over following her dream.
from 'Lifesong
Tags: fiction fiction-novel
There are people who think that things that happen in fiction do not really happen. These people are wrong.
Neil GaimanTags: imagination reality writing inspiration on-fiction fiction state-of-mind
Then he was there, turned half toward her with a guarded expression etched across his face. She didn't stop or even slow her step. When she reached him, she grabbed the front of his shirt in both fists, pulling him to her, pushing her mouth up into his. Heat swirled through her as she pulled his face even closer, tighter. His arms wound around her and their bodies melded with a rightness she didn't bother to question. Her lips filled with the sweetness of his mouth and Tamani held her against him as if he could somehow pull her inside him, make her part of him.
And for a moment, she did feel like a part of him. As if their kiss bridged the gap between the two worlds, even if only for that one brief, sparkling moment.
A sigh that held the weight of years shuddered out of Tamani as their faces drew apart. "Thank you," Tamani whispered, almost too quiet to be heard.
Laurel look up at him in question, but he wouldn't meet her eyes. She always wished she had more time to draw secrets from him. "I'll wear it always," she said.
"And think of me?" His eyes held her captive, and she knew there was only one answer.
"Yes."
"Good."
She started to turn, but before she could step away, Tamani grabbed her hand. Without breaking eye contact, he raised her hand to his face and brushed his lips over her knuckles. For just a second, his eyes were unguarded. A spark went through Laurel at what she saw there: raw, unbridled desire.
Before she could look any closer, he smiled, and the flash was gone.
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