Here are some things I need to finish:
You ain't gonna like what I have to tell you, but I'm gonna tell you anyway.
Patience and Fortitude
Nothing made Matthew hate himself more than waiting for the elevator.
Pewter scraped across the black wave-caps of the Atlantic on the morning Carl Hughes learned how his lover had died.
An Apprentice to Elves
Tin laced her fingers together across her gravid belly and frowned along her nose at the feeble human child.
"On Safari in R'lyeh and Carcosa with Gun and Camera"
"We wouldn’t be having this conversation if you'd flunked Algebra."
"This Chance Planet"
"It's not like I'd be selling my own liver."
Johnny Backus was a daywalker. Johnny Backus was a vampire. Johnny Backus was a friend of mine.
When Cecily was three years old, she announced that she was "stared of the scares," meaning the basement stairs. It stuck. Especially since Cecily wasn't scared--or stared--of almost anything else.
I loved you not.
There are no unremarkable worlds.
As the innate perversity of the universe would have it, Officer Jericho was up to her elbows in the guts of a roasted pumpkin as big as her chest when her pager shrilled.
The universe will always need plumbers.
"A Time to Reap"
Krissy paused in the wings stage left, in air thick with the smell of dust, imagining thunderous applause.