"My parents' generation hoarded mason jars. I'm told my grandmother had a spice rack bigger than a footlocker. But wizards my age? We hoard knives, pens, and lighters. An American educated witch with something to write with, cut with, and set things on fire with can improvise a hefty percentage of her magical repertoire. And hey, It's not as if we fly commercial if we can possibly avoid it."
Musings on violence, storytelling, and humanity in general.