You are truly Satan's sequined spawn.
Libba BrayAdina gave a little shriek. "That fish just swam past my leg! Creepy! Where did it go?"
"To your right! Two o'clock! Get it!"
"You are officially the most bloodthirsty vegetarian ever.
What makes a girl a girl? What makes a guy a guy? Do you have to be what they want you to be? Or do you stop and listen to that voice inside you? I know who I am. I'm Petra West. And I'm a girl. You want me to sleep somewhere else, fine. Whatever. But I'm not going to pretend to be somebody I'm not. I've done enough of that.
Libba BrayPeople see what they want to see when they need to.
Libba BrayI am hard at work on the second draft ... Second draft is really a misnomer as there are a gazillion revisions, large and small, that go into the writing of a book.
Libba BrayMots clés writing authors editing revision
As a kid, I imagined lots of different scenarios for my life. I would be an astronaut. Maybe a cartoonist. A famous explorer or rock star. Never once did I see myself standing under the window of a house belonging to some druggie named Carbine, waiting for his yard gnome to steal his stash so I could get a cab back to a cheap motel where my friend, a neurotic, death-obsessed dwarf, was waiting for me so we could get on the road to an undefined place and a mysterious Dr. X, who would cure me of mad cow disease and stop a band of dark energy from destroying the universe.
Libba BrayMots clés imagination adventure crazy quick-plot-summary
Jeez, someone needs to push the reset button on this planet.
Libba BrayShe dances a little jig. "This would make one hell of a TV show, huh?"
"Yeah. But no one would believe it." I should let it go. But it's like the hole, like the door, and I have to know. Or at least, I have to ask. "Hey, Dulcie, was any of that real?"
She finishes her dance and the wings come to rest. "Who's to say what's real or not?"
"Yeah, but--my barometer on reality, not so good since I started going crazy.
"Yeah, well, who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?
Mots clés life people crazy cameron-and-dulcie
You don't know me, dude," he says, not smiling this time. Gonzo examines his cards, prepping for his next move. "People always think that they know other people, but they don't. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won't eat doughnuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don't know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel ****ed up for no reason at all.
Libba BrayMots clés friends knowing gonzo hidden-feelings
There's no such thing as nothing. In every nothing, there's a something. In fact, there could be everything!
Libba BrayMots clés everything nothing something dr-t
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