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“It's all done by smoke and mirrors ...”
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“It feels as if there are two people inside me. One I know, but the other is unfamiliar, though not unwelcome. He lives and breathes within me and I revel in it.”
― Painting from Life
― Painting from Life
“Friendship is more important than love. Jade taught me that.”
― Maloney's Law
― Maloney's Law
“My personal experience in life was the clearer the mind, the worse the problem. It was far better to fill our brains with as much information as possible at all times in order to give our thoughts something to do. A clear mind was an empty one, and that was where most of the difficulties of the world tended to begin.”
― An Unexpected Haunting: A paranormal, midlife rom-com that will make you laugh out loud!
― An Unexpected Haunting: A paranormal, midlife rom-com that will make you laugh out loud!
“Damn it, why did parents always cause so much trouble? All those years in my childhood trying to train them and it had been no good.”
― The Dangerous Delaneys and Me
― The Dangerous Delaneys and Me
“And then, suddenly, when the sun is beginning to warm my face, I'm there. In the zone where everything is perfect, and I'm drawing. Fingers, hand and charcoal pencil, even thought, are one and what I am, what I see, or part of it, is skimming across the page, darker here, lighter on the left, a smudging—deliberate—and feathering with spit. While inside, the crimson glow is burning, that bubble I carry within me where I store everything that happens, good or bad, where I can think about it when I'm alone, at night or on the street, waiting for the chance for cash and an easy screw.
As the glow burns, it travels through my limbs, blood and bone, and into my head where something explodes like an electric shock, so I’m shivering, retching even as my hand still moves over paper, tasting vomit in my mouth but refusing to let it go, swallowing down the bitterness. And still I draw, sweat sticky on my forehead and under my arms, but the only part of me touching what I’m doing is my hand with its instrument for line and block and shadow. Nothing can harm me now.”
― A Dangerous Man
As the glow burns, it travels through my limbs, blood and bone, and into my head where something explodes like an electric shock, so I’m shivering, retching even as my hand still moves over paper, tasting vomit in my mouth but refusing to let it go, swallowing down the bitterness. And still I draw, sweat sticky on my forehead and under my arms, but the only part of me touching what I’m doing is my hand with its instrument for line and block and shadow. Nothing can harm me now.”
― A Dangerous Man
