"I guess he's dead, and he doesn't have to come to work on Monday."
--Jeff Howell

"I thought she was a bit obsessive/compulsive . . . but in a good way."
--Sherry Peters

"Then there's a bunch of stuff I Googled, but I mixed it all up so it wouldn't make sense."
--Justin Howe

"It was a good kind of confusion."
--Scott Andrews

"If there are thousands who are dead, I would like to smell them."
--Jason Ridler

"I just love being messed with."
--Maggie Della Rocca

"You blew right through that with a completely inevitable surprise, where she killed completely different people."
--Scott Andrews

"Don't let your lack of plot stop you."
--Justin Howe

"To me he was not John Lennon; he was Britney Spears."
--Scott Andrews

"I was nonplussed."
--Michael DeLuca

"I'm sorry to be the one to stab the baby."
--Jeff Howell

"I don't know if it's brilliant. It might be."
--Steve Rasnic Tem

"It might be accidentally brilliant."
--Melanie Tem

"I almost feel stupider now."
--Michele Korri

"Damn you for writing something I'm interested in reading in the cozy field."
--Jason Ridler

"Like that, but more."
--Sherry Peters

"It's rats versus bats."
--Jeff Howell

"I'm a big fan of the slow train to nowhere."
--Justin Howe

"If you could just have a cliff and have the guy dangling, screaming, 'No! . . .'"
--Kate Marshall

"She was creeping me out."
--Brian Scott Hiebert

"I don't like angels."
--Susan Sullivan

"I started to get grossed out by the armpits."
--Michael DeLuca

"I agree with the too much armpit party."
--Jeff Howell

"The whole armpit thing . . . messed me up."
--Jennifer Brinn

"I was glad the guys didn't know the itchy armpit thing."
--Cathy Perdue

"I'll be in the armpit thing. I never understood itching armpits."
--Brian Scott Hiebert

"So I was reading the whole story going, 'What the hell?'"
--Shara Saunsaucie

"You don't want your most complicated image on your first page."
--Steve Rasnic Tem

"I like the idea of killing the dad. . . . I will consider killing him."
--Maggie Della Rocca

"I don't want two impossible things before breakfast."
--Sheila Williams

"I love stories where people are fleeing their homes."
--Sherry Peters

"I was really disappointed because I was waiting for a body."
--Susan Abel Sullivan

"He was a sentimental asshole."
--Daniel Akselrod

"I kind of agreed with the evil corporation."
--Kate Marshall

"We've got to throw away our toaster again!"
--Michael DeLuca

"I wanted to see the sex stuff."
--Jennifer Brinn

"I thought the idea of fortune telling in dipspit was genius."
--Scott Andrews

"No need to hold back. You're probably going to hell already."
--Brian Scott Hiebert

"The 'As you know, God.'"
--Jeff Howell

"So I wondered how you would make scrambled eggs in zero gravity."
--Susan Sullivan

"I think this is a fantasy but I don't know where the fantasy is."
--Justin Howe

"If there are little ponies there, girls are going to be on them in milliseconds."
--Kate Marshall

"I don't like the word perky in general."
--Michael DeLuca

"You killed a tree. Go sit in the corner."
--P. D. Cacek

"I went back and forth between thinking this is really great to thinking what the *@#! is he doing! . . . It was a love/hate thing."
--Justin Howe

"Ocular perversion would mean my eyes have turned into boobies."
--Michael DeLuca

"You pulled the rug from underneath my feet. I didn't mind falling on my ass."
--Jason Ridler

"I want you to use your powers for good."
--Justin Howe

"It felt like eating cotton candy. It was very nice, but I wasn't full."
--Kate Marshall

"Why does he like this woman who cuddles with kittens? I want her to die and go to hell."
--Michael DeLuca

"It's like the best use of the F-word I've ever seen."
--Jennifer Brinn

"I don't think you dipped into your weirdness budget at all. I think there's a lot of money left in there."
--Justin Howe

"Here comes the tsunami. They're screwed. They can play the flute all day."
--Scott Andrews

"I wasn't sure if they made a sound or if you just had apostrophe disease."
--Kate Marshall

"I don't understand why races are always hot for the elf chicks."
--Maggie Della Rocca