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October 2012
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Shannon is an escort, living one day at a time as she hops between cheap motel rooms and tries to supply her drug habit in the process. She finds herself stranded after losing her car and running out of cash one day, leaving her alone along the side of the freeway in the summer heat when a strange man offers to give her a lift. Instead, no one hears from her or sees her ever again.
July 2012
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May 2012
November 2011
“Is addiction a disease of the brain? That’s a bit like saying that eating is a phenomenon of the stomach. The stomach is an important part of the story. But don’t forget the mouth, the intestines, the blood, and don’t forget the hunger, and also the whole socially-sustained practice of producing, shopping for and cooking food.”
—Addiction Is Not A Disease Of The Brain : 13.7: Cosmos And Culture : NPR
October 2011
“There’s only one person who needs a glass of water oftener than a small child tucked in for the night, and that’s a writer sitting down to write. (Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook)”
—Eight Secrets Which Writers Won’t Tell You — Aliventures
September 2011
“If we didn’t have microscopes, we wouldn’t know what was going on with the whole other world that’s smaller than what we can see with our own eyes. But that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist.”
—Innerviews: Tori Amos - Drama of the gifted child
“Very few people are willing to admit anything that in their mind is a weakness. So, I started being honest for 15 minutes a day and it was excruciating—how I really felt when I felt like I was strong and being clever, what I was really doing was being totally intimidated, trying to make another person feel bad about themselves. I mean, I would rationalize everything. You can justify anything. So, that’s how it started and then after the first six weeks of that 15 minutes of honesty, I was shocked to see what I was really thinking and really feeling.”
—Innerviews: Tori Amos - Drama of the gifted child
“So, what I did was try to recondition myself. I have to try to work on that every day, but we’re brought up to think a certain way and we’re not even aware of it. There’s always a subtext running beside the conversation that’s happening at the same time. Like right now, both of us at this table are trying to plant our positions. This is not normal. We’re trying to find enough self-worth to come to the table, me included, but it’s a bit different, because you can interview me, and I understand that relationship. But what happens, everytime you have dinner with somebody, you think you’re having a date and there are many things going on at that table.”
—Innerviews: Tori Amos - Drama of the gifted child
“The subconscious is where we mostly work from, but yet, none of us really know how to get to the subconscious, so what you do is bring your little credit cards of how you want me to view you and I bring you mine of how I want you to view me. That’s not necessarily who you really are, because we’ve decided what we want people to see of us, so we’re not really dealing with “How do I know who you are?”
—Innerviews: Tori Amos - Drama of the gifted child
“If you don’t stand for something you will fall for anything.” — Malcolm X”
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“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” — Dr. Seuss”
—Goodreads | Popular Quotes
“We are all pessimists, cynics, hypochondriacs and conspiracy theorists. In our fiction, the world must be broken. We must think of the worst. It’s what fuels the fire. Nobody wants to read a story about happy ponies sipping from the molasses pond and then they all dance and have all the hay they want and rainbows and bags of gold and leprechauns and *poop noise* — that’s just pap. Twee, waffling pap. Fiction demands that we go to the well and draw up the most stagnant water we can find, and so we look for the worst in the world around us. We get used to it. We accept it as the norm. We know the worst can happen. We know it because we write about it. Some dude will come up behind you on the park bench and saw your head off. Your plane? Gonna crash. That mole in your armpit? ARMPIT CANCER.”
—Beware Of Writer
