Occupation: Crime Writer Birth: 1950
What gives my books authenticity is that I actually do what it is I'm writing about. I think the fact that I am in the autopsy room, I go to the crim….
I do interviews and signings and readings and all of these people just hang off my every word. And then I go home and have dinner with my family and ….
Though Anne was born in Alabama and schooled in Mississippi, she had traveled North, and, like many Southerners, gained a theoretical understanding o….
Everyone’s gone mad, typing to themselves all day long like mindless robots..
We did just leave an insane asylum,” Hi agreed. “For all we know, Chance spend his nights dancing naked with sock puppets, plotting to invade Canada..
Im studying jerkoffs in the wild," Ben answered dryly. "This seemed like a good chance to view one up close..
You all right now?" "I'm exceptional. Wonderful. Thanks for the concern. You complete me..
I see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack." He pulled away. "What if being packmates isn't enough for me?.
I have come to think of violence as a self-perpetuating mania of the power of the aggressive over those less strong..
Hiram!' Shelton ran to Hi's side. 'Aren't you you bleeding? I thought she shot you!' 'Red wine. When I saw it running everywhere, I played dead.' He ….
Many fiction writers who put the science in dont get it right..
Chance wore a white tuxedo with tails. On anyone else? Doopy. On him? Yes, please..
I'm not writing great literature. I'm writing commercial fiction for people to enjoy the stories and to like the characters..
As a pirate, she once undressed a fencing instructor using only her sword!.
You'd be naive if you think you are going to retain any control once you option a character to TV..
I've never lost my capacity to be shocked..
Whitney smacked Coop's snout while simultaneously pressing herself deeper into the couch. Coop fixed her with an unblinking ice-blue stare, gray-brow….
Ben yanked Hi sideways as spikes snapped from the wall…Once again, only Ben’s reflexes had saved him. “Please stop doing that!” Ben barked. “Please k….
I tend to watch a lot of movies at home. It's nice to be close to the refrigerator with my pyjamas on and just relax..
High school popularity is so fickle..
Ben locked his eyes on mine for a long moment. Then, “How?” “How do you think?” I smiled, then slapped him full across the face.