“feeling a bit like cinderella, she made it home at two minutes past one last night.” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“The creature had nut-brown skin mixed with patches of ash. It was human-sized and formed, but its skin looked like the bark of an old, old tree. About the same height as Donna, it was spindly with arms and legs that were all joints and angles. Its face was narrow and pointed, with hair on top of its head like… — Karen Mahoney Copy Share
“I don't think I believe in angels, that's all. And if you were one, that would mean I'd have to re-evaluate my beliefs. I'm… — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“I thought you were going to CALL me? I call this texting ;-) The reply came back within seconds: I find it easier to… — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“feeling a bit like cinderella, she made it home at two minutes past one last night.” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“Ever since I first read Midori Snyder’s essay, ‘ The Armless Maiden and the Hero’s Journey ’ in The Journal of Mythic Arts ,… — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“Moonlight was her favorite thing in the world-apart from brown eyes on a good-looking guy” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“Donna wasn't fooled by his lazy movements and sleep eyes - this guy was sharp, underneath the laid-back exterior.” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“At the ripe old age of seventeen, Donna had decided that "happily ever after" didn't exist for freaks like her.” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“How do you expect me to provide you with a demon tear if I don’t have a body? I can’t cry you a goddamn… — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
“Dammit woman, stop trying to beat me. I'll sue you for domestic violence.” — Karen Mahoney Copy Share Image
