Trish Bash

“Looks interesting,” I said, handing the book back. “But not for me. I prefer pictures.” He didn’t take the book. Just pushed it gently toward me. “This book does have pictures.” He must be crazy. I had just looked. To humor him, I flipped through the pages again and when I got to the end of the book, I held it up. “No pictures.” “Sure there is,” he said. I remember thinking how stubborn he was. “The pictures are hiding.” Now he had my attention. I looked down at the book in my hand. He continued, “The pictures are inside the words.” “What?” Now I was confused. (Remember, I was quite young.) “Read the first page. Maybe the second. You’ll see.” He nodded at the book. “The pictures will rise out of the page and into your head. Don’t worry, your eyes will form the pics from the words.” He started to lose me at that young age, but I did what he said. I opened the book to chapter one and started reading. And I gasped. A picture formed instantly.”
― Jonas Saul, Losing Sarah

“Dying a hero was better than dying a failure, but it did nothing to soften the blow for those left behind. Hearing you loved them at the last did nothing to ease the pain of your passing—they already knew! The chasm carved in one’s soul by the absence of one loved so deeply couldn’t be dressed up or prettied by accoutrements. However you went out, you were still gone—and this was the wound that remained unhealed.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Amaranthe III: Resonance

“Here. This is me stroking your nice, soft, straight hair. This is me holding you and telling you that I love you. And this is me telling you that you love me, and Victoria, and Colette, already. You maybe love Scott, and maybe love Nikita. And adding one more love or even one more maybe love to your life is something good. Adding one more person who will love you in return, adding one more person who will have your back when you need it most, is worth the fear.”
― Megan Bryce, Boring is the New Black

“Resurrection is my forte.”
― David Simpson, Post-Human Omnibus