Valerie

“Halloween would be . . . okay," she says, with all the deliberation of a somewhat uncertain judge delivering a verdict. "But no sexy catgirls. Or boys. No catpeople.”
― Amanda DeWitt, Wren Martin Ruins It All

“Running isn't me. This body also isn't me. It's a bunch of skin and fat and skeleton carrying around the real me, my brain or my spirit or whatever it is that makes Lizzie. Sometimes I think it was a mistake that I wound up in this body--maybe even a mistake that I wound up being human. Maybe I was supposed to be a tree. Tall, steady, solitary, wise. Watching the rest of the world run.”
― Karen Wilfrid, Just Lizzie

“Lou felt like she'd fallen headfirst into the rabbit hole, if that rabbit hole was also a thrift store run by two bunnies on ecstasy.”
― Tori Bovalino, Not Good for Maidens

“It had taken her a while to figure it out, skirting around the Queer Club at school and going to virtual talks with Neela and in-person events with May, but once she tried the ace label on, she felt it fit her like a well-worn T-shirt. She didn't need a label to explain herself, but having 'ace' felt like armor; it was easy to drop a word, to be somewhat understood.”
― Tori Bovalino, Not Good for Maidens