“I had one word for him, and it started with an "ass" and ended in "hole.” — Victoria Laurie Copy Share Image
Death has an energy. It is thick as sludge, heavy as iron, and pulls you down into yourself like an imploding building. — Victoria Laurie Building Copy Share Image
Here's a news flash--writers are selfish people. Truth is, creative types like me are driven by one impulse--to make up a world… — Victoria Laurie Creative Copy Share Image
I believe the first story I ever wrote was about a young girl who was terribly mistreated by her very cruel parents,… — Victoria Laurie Believe Copy Share Image
