God Bless The American Spectator.

I Am A Woman, Hear Me Roar," I Said. Gosh, What Prompted That?" Amelia Asked, And I Jumped

I Don't Write The Kind Of 'happily Ever After' That Romance Readers Enjoy.

I Was Surprised To Find Out There Was A Direct Line From My Palm To My, My, Hootchie.

My First Word For The New Year Was 'exsanguinate.' This Was Probably Not A Good Omen.

As I Watched Bill, Waiting With Apparent Calm For Death To Come To Him, I Had A Flash Of Him As I'd Known Him: The First Vampire I'd Ever Met, The First Man I'd Ever Gone To Bed With, The First Suitor I'd Ever Loved. Everything That Followed Had Tainted Those Memories, But For One Moment I Saw Him Clearly, And I Loved Him Again.