"Doing nothing is hard. You never know when you're done. -T-SHIRT."

"I like to see the glass as half full, hopefully of jack daniels."

"I've been rejected a hundred times. It just takes that one person who totally believes in you!"

"Ambulances were cool. "You just want to fondle my extraneous body parts, I said to the EMT as I picked up a silver gadget that looked disturbingly like an alien orifice probe, broke it, then promptly put it back, hoping it wouldn't leave someone's life hanging in the balance because the EMT couldn't alien-probe his orifices."

"And as your writing evolves, what you need and get from it evolves."

"He was leaving my stepmother for a sailboat. Not that I blamed him. A sailboat would at least be useful."

"Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way."It's three thirty in the morning.""Okay. Want coffee?"

"Insanity does NOT run in my family. It strolls through, takes its time, and gets to know everyone personally. -T-SHIRT."

"Writing is transcendental. It is a form of expression, a form of art that you can take anywhere. That you can do anywhere. It poses the deepest questions in the universe. It generates emotion. It elicits empathy, promotes learning, creates an intellect you simply cannot get from any other medium. For me, it is air."

"LIKE THE SUICIDAL RACCOON, I, TOO, WILL FUCK UP YOUR ALIGNMENT IF YOU RUN ME OVER. - T-shirt."

"In that one, they'd done their darnedest to destroy Riley's Switch. This time, instead of two-by-fours and tire irons, they seemed a little more focused on choke holds and knees to the face. Their desire to be close to each other was sweet."

"He had threatened my parents. I had to remember that. Still, it was really hard to stay mad at a wounded naked man."

"Who knew Demon Child would have such a normal name? I expected something exotic like Serena or Destiny or the Evil One That Comes in the Night to Make Us Chilly."

"There is a great need for a sarcasm font."

"A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory. -STEVEN WRIGHT."

"You take a universal concept, something that has been done a million times (because everything has been done a million times), and add a fresh twist to it. Something no one saw coming. But mostly fresh writing! Keep it clean, simple, and compelling."

"You hit me again," I said, growing oddly annoyed."Ya think?" Evil Riggs said. Smart-ass."Part of my brain hurts. I demand to know what that part of my brain is called and what its job is."

"You know you have ADD when Look A chicken - T-shirt."

"His gaze slid over me like a veil of fire. He could ignite my deepest desires with a single glance. I decided right then and there no more reading romance novels by candelight."

"My goal in life is to have a psychiatric disorder named after me."

"No writing is effortless. I'm not saying you can't have a good day where the words just kind of flow, but even those words have to be edited. Probably more than once. And I'm not saying a character hasn't somehow gone in a different direction that I wanted her to go, but that was me, not her. I let her get away from me. I let her roam free and nine times out of ten, the result is not good. I have to go back and start over because she veered off the path of my book. She changed the vision. And I did that. Not her."

"I stood and walked around the desk so I could stand over him. Menacingly. Like Darth Vader, only with better lung capacity."

"After a long, labored sigh, I said, "She was really happy when I got there. I'm pretty sure she was suicidal when I left."You do have that effect on people."

"That took balls.""Please," I said with a snort, "that took ovaries. Of which I have two."

"God I loved Sammy. I'd considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand."

"He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought."

"Writing doesn't get any easier with time or talent. If writing is easy for you, you're probably still learning the craft. You haven't perfected your style or landed upon your "voice. You haven't learned to analyze your writing with a critical eye, to rip it apart and figure out why it isn't doing exactly what you want."

"The point is, stories can be all lengths. Never underestimate the power of "less is more."

"You called me at four thirty-four....I hate four thirty-four. I think four thirty-four should be banned and replaced with something more reasonable, like, say, nine twelve."

"There are very few personal problems that can't be solved with a suitable application of high explosives."

"A lot of people are alive because I shed too much hair to get away with murder."

"My powers of persuasion are only as strong as the bullshit I have to back it up.- Charley Davidson."

"After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, "You named your breasts?"I turned my back to him with a shrug. "I named my ovaries, too, but they don't get out as much."

"Humor is so subjective, not everyone is going to get what you are peddling. Others will be offended when what you meant no offense whatsoever. Those are the stakes. You have to be able to stand up for yourself and what you've written. Comedy pushes limits, makes people uncomfortable, and is a natural reaction to the environment. Otherwise, as I said, it is forced. Let it flow and give your characters permission to cross a line or two, but only if you can take the heat afterward."

"I know what kind of man it takes to get involved with something as barbarous as human trafficking."I get it, Swopes. He's not the kind of man you take home to meet yourstepmom. I rethought that. "Wait a minute. Maybe my stepmom would like to meet him. Do you think he ships to Istanbul?"

"As we sat there, the door opened, just barely, and a hand slid inside and dropped a set of keys on a side table."Thanks, Garrett!" I called out.He gave me a thumbs-up and closed the door."How do you suppose he knew we were performing sexual favors on each other?" I asked, snuggling against my man again."Possibly because you screamed my name about seven times."

"We're going down to the Margarita Grill to smell the lobster, then we're going to watch the sunrise, and in between we'll probably have hot, unsafe animal sex."

"If it weren't for physics and law enforcement, I'd be unstoppable."

"Men were weird. Especially men made of tempered steel and fire and perpetual darkness. Or men with penises. Either way."

"I do not," I felt oddly appalled by her statement. "I'm an excellent liar. Ask my dentist. He swears I floss regularly."

"Can I brush your hair? she asked as she led the way, her disposition doing a 180 on a dime. Kids. Can't live with 'em. Can't eat 'em for lunch."

"Thrilled that Reyes and I were outside, and taking that as her cue to get her freak on, Artemis ran around like a gerbil on meth, turning occasionally to make sure we were still watching. And God help us if we weren't."

"I may not look like much, but I'm an expert at pretending to be a ninja."

"Have you slept yet?''Sure. I took a power nap on the way over.''Didn't you drive there?''Yeah. Other drviers kept waking me up. Car horns should be illegal.'- Charley & Cookie."

"I could've knocked the shit out of her .She'd have good reason to roll her eyes then. But knocking the shit out of rude people wasn't my style. Heckling them every chance I got was. Hopefully she'd screw up soon. I didn't have all day."

"You just seem so sad, I said, dialing voice mail. "Like someone stole your favorite nine millimeter."I'm not sad. He started down the hall, then turned back. "Least not when I look at you.."

"I am apparently the complete opposite of a sociopath. (Seriously. I took a test.) WHEW!"

"WHILE writing, just try to have fun with your ms. Enjoy the process, but push on. Always push toward the finish line!"

"The regular I both feared and salivated to see was names Reyes Farrow. Where others exuded aggression, deception, and insecurity, he literally dripped confidence, sex, and power. Mostly sex."

"In a moment of sheer terror, I realized I couldn't feel my brain. It was there just a minute ago. Maybe I really was dead. "Do I look dead to you?"