A House With Good Bones

by T. Kingfisher

They say you can’t go home again, but of course you can. It’s just that when you get there, somebody may have repainted and changed the fixtures around.

from the knee down, I currently resembled a hobbit. (Which I don’t care about, dammit, down with the patriarchy, women shouldn’t have to shave their legs. It was just one more

damn thing on top of all the other damn things.)

(I am an endless font of horrible knowledge at parties, but I try to wait until after the food has been cleared away.)

The greater your initial Success, the more Terrible your eventual Enemy will be.

You crave rational explanations like I crave carbs.”

The problem with family is that they know where all the levers are that make you move. They’re usually the ones who installed the levers in the first place.