Fifteen Minutes Later, Betsy Came Thundering Down

Alice Started To Cry. It Came With No Sound, No Shuddering, No Childlike Hysterics, Just A Soul-deep Release That Turned Into Moisture And Dripped Down Her Puffy Pink Cheeks. She Touched Her Tears, Frowning. Then She Looked Up At Julia And Whimpered Two Words Before She Fell Asleep. ‘real Hurts.’

The Measure Of A Society Is Its Compassion.

It Was True; Always Had Been. Friendships Were Like Marriages In That Way. Routines And Patterns Were Poured Early And Hardened Like Cement.

You Look Great," He Said. It Made Her Smile, Even If It Was A Lie. "i'm As Big As A House." He Laughed. "i Like Houses. In Fact, I'm Thinking About Architecture As A Career.

Honestly, When You Start Talking About Genres, You're Talking As Much About The Business Side Of Writing As Anything Else. Certainly There Are Elements Of Reader Expectation That Play Into Various Genres, And Those Are Important, But It Also Becomes About Packaging, Placement, Audience....in The End, I'm Not A Fan Of Labels. I Think The Best Fiction Blurs The Boundaries Between Genres, Stretches And Breaks Them.