I'm reading Cut by Patricia McCormick.. I like it..
"On the table there was a roll of batting, a glue gun, a doily, a 1997 Krafty Kitchens catalogue. Next to the catalogue was a special craft knife with the word EXACTO on the handle. It was sleek, like a fountain pen, with a thin triangular blade at the tip. I picked it up and laid the blade against the doily. The little knots came undone, just like that. I touched the blade to a piece of ribbon draped across the table and pressed, ever so slightly. The ribbon unfuled into two pieces and slipped to the floor without a sound. Then I placed the blade next to the skin on my palm.
A tingle arced across my scalp. The floor tipped up at me and my body spiraled away. then I was on the ceiling looking down, waiting to see what would happen next. What happened next was that a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed from undder the edge of the blade. The line grew into a long, fat bubble, a lush crimson bubble that got bigger and bigger. I watched from above, waiting to see how big it would get before it burst. When it did, I felt awesome. Satisfied, finally. Then exhausted."
8/20/03I just finished Faster, Faster, Faster (Vol. IV of the The Black Book: Diary of a Teenage Stud series)
