There was a point when a project reached sheer monstrosity that it turned from building to managing. Barbara was so close to that point that she could feel it, deep in her bones. It was a rush, of sorts - the feeling that grew ever more demanding, that there were gaps that needed filled and holes that needed to be patched ( Read more... )

On some days Grigg felt that he could count everything he knew on one hand, maybe two give or take. On other days he felt like he knew too much and that any more thoughts would cause him to lose something precious like the name of the girl who had sat next to him in the second grade (Allison) or what would have named a dog if he had gotten one when ( Read more... )

I never thought I'd live to see eighteen. Isn't that dumb? Every day, I look in the mirror and say, What? You still here? Man! Like even today. I woke up this morning, you know? And the sun was shining and everything was nice, and I thought this is going to be one terrific day, so you better live it up, boy because tomorrow, maybe you'll be gone. ( Read more... )

( two birds in sober plumage )

“Be nice to the clothing box, he said. Talk sweet to the clothing box. This is so ridiculous!” She’d tried being nice to the damn thing and all it had done was smart-ass her in return. Dinah threw aside yet another superhero t-shirt and was about three seconds away from screaming. What did it think she was? Some kind of Justice League groupie ( Read more... )