We think we're special because we're humans. We think we can linger on after our death. I doubt that, and for that reason, I don't believe in spirits or phantoms or ghosts. Now, dog ghosts, on the other hand...
I Don’t Believe in Human Ghosts
Mind Your Burrito, Jesus
I've sometimes referred to Jetson as my writing partner, but it's not in a cutesy way in which I imply he puts his paws on the keyboard and smashes out a few sentences. Whether it was the early morning or late at night, Jetson was always by my side when I was writing. If I hit a wall, I'd turn and pet him for a while. I'd bounce ideas off him. And when I finished a chapter, he would be there to...