Death has an energy. It is thick as sludge, heavy as iron, and pulls you down into yourself like an imploding building. — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
Life is full of chances -- and those times when we each trust our own guts and have a terrific outcome reaffirms our ability… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“He’d been our center, the glue that held us together and gave us purpose.” — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“I'm not quite sure which scout troop Heath belonged to, but it certainly wasn't the "I will totally honor my previous promise of no… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
Now death is death! and yet is not one death Another death? Stabbing is not the same As shooting! Would you say a strangled… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“I’d even had business cards made up reading, ABIGAIL COOPER, P.I. with teeny-weeny little letters underneath in parentheses spelling out PSYCHIC INTUITIVE. Most people… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“Deep down it still really bothered me, but I tried not to let it show.” — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“To add insult to injury, at that moment Cathy and a group of her friends walked by. “Ewwww,” they said collectively as we sopped… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
What kind of a man thinks it's appropriate to give his soon-to-be bride a lethal weapon for a wedding present? — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“When I walk the halls of my high school those smudges are a constant reminder that death is a mere squint away.” — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“I miss you when you’re not around,’ he said. ‘I can’t sleep when you’re not next to me, and I worry a lot about… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
“I was like a whirlpool of tragedy, and anybody who dared to get too close to me could get sucked in and drown. Like… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
That's also part of having great editors -- they can sort of be honest with you and say, "I see where you're headed with… — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
