How I Ended Up Writing a Horror Novel
I didn’t set out to write a horror novel. I wanted to tell a love story. I have always loved books, but I have never considered myself a...
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"I will hold on to these little pieces of you, and if you forget, if you lose yourself to his hard edges, I will plant them under your skin and help them grow again until your body is covered in the ivy of who you are without him."
No Child of Mine
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"I wish I could send you the sounds from home. Bottle them up for you. So at night, when your house is too quiet, you could tip-toe out of bed and pull the bottle from some secret spot. Crack the lid, just the smallest sliver, and let whispered conversation and laughter slip out."
No Child of Mine
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