Something about me has always liked the drama and inconvience of bad weather. The worse the better, really.
It looked like an old painting, but real - everything achingly idyllic in the morning light - and I thought about how wonderfully strange it would be to live in a place where almost everything had been built by the dead.
Writing does not resurrect. It buries.
There's not even real *popularity* at my school." "That," Coli said emphatically, "is a sentence that has only ever been spoken by popular people.
I inherited that penchant for intellectualism, a character flaw that these days can only be thoroughly eradicated by getting Zâ€™ed up.