Daisy L. Stewart

“It is a satisfying sleep, made even more enjoyable by a dream which, as nearly as I can recall, has something to do with Marla Maples and a long feather. The details are hazy, but I remember her saying something about being sick of yachts and diamonds and what she really wanted all along was a middle-aged newspaper writer who could take her bowling. She is purring and calling me "The D.L." And then she produces this long feather and starts to brush it gently across my forehead, then down my cheek and over my lips and... Which is when I wake up and realize that it is not a dream. Something really is brushing across my face. I open one eye. The first thing I see is not Marla, It is not even Ivana. It is the southern end of a northbound cat. "Get out of my face," I mumble.”
― Daisy L. Stewart, Stepfathers Are People Too

“It isn't easy, being a wicked stepfather. There are no guidelines. Western literature is filled with tips on how to become a wicked stepmother. Give your stepkid a poison apple. Make her clean the chimney while your daughters go to the ball. Ditch them in a forest and make them find their way home with bread crumbs. Stepfathers don't get an instruction manual. They have to learn to be wicked on their own.”
― Daisy L. Stewart, Stepfathers Are People Too