I'm Thinking Of Being A Professional Mourner.

She Knew It Should Bother Her More, Being Evil And All, But After She Put On A Little Mascara And Some Lipstick And Poured Herself Another Cup Of Blood-laced Coffee, She Found That She Was Okay With It.

They Were Told What They Wanted And They Believed It. They Can Only Keep Their Dream Alive By Being With Others Like Themselves Who Will Mirror Their Illusions.

For Me, 'lamb' Started Out As A Further Exploration Of The Phenomenon Of Faith And The Responsibility Of A Messiah That I Touched On In 'coyote Blue' And 'island Of The Sequined Love Nun,' But It Ended Up Being An Exploration Of The True Meaning Of Sacrifice, Loyalty, And Friendship.

People Always Stay The Age That They Died At. My Big Brother Died Of Leukemia When I Was Six. He Was Eight. Now When I Think Of Him, He's Always Eight, And He's Still My Big Brother. He Never Changes, And The Part Of Me That Remembers Him Never Changes.

...she Is Too Beautiful, I Think, To Not Be Inherently Evil.