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I've Lost Track Of The Number Of People Who Want To Be Writers But Never Actually Write Anything. Talking About Writing, Dreaming About Writing, Can Be Very Fun, But It Won't Get A Book Written. You've Got To Write

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I've Lost Track Of The Number Of People Who Want To Be Writers But Never Actually Write Anything. Talking About Writing, Dreaming About Writing, Can Be Very Fun, But It Won't Get A Book Written. You've Got To Write

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I've Been Writing Stories Since I Was 12. 'writer's Digest' Was One Of My Writing Teachers, Actually.

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Some Choices You Make With Your Heart Some With Your Head But When In Doubt Choose Head Over Heart.... It Will Keep You Alive. -merry Gentry

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I Think Like A Detective.

She Stared Up At Me, And There Was Something In Her Eyes, Something That Said We Finally Had An Understanding. She Was Afraid Of Me, And Sometimes That’s The Best You Can Do With People. I’d Tried Kindness. I’d Tried Friendship. I’d Tried Respect. But When All Else Fails, Fear Will Do The Job.

Never Criticize, Unless You Can Do A Better Job.

Jesus, Are All Vampires Over Two Hundred Perverts?" "i Am Over Two Hundred," Jean-claude Said. "i Rest My Case.

There Had To Be A Circle Of Hell Where You Were Eternally Fourteen, Eternally In Junior High. One Of The Lower Circles.

Silk Didn't Care If It Slid Over Scars Or Smooth, Untouched Skin. I'd Earned My Right To Be Paranoid.

You Cannot Die Of Grief, Though It Feels As If You Can. A Heart Does Not Actually Break, Though Sometimes Your Chest Aches As If It Is Breaking. Grief Dims With Time. It Is The Way Of Things. There Comes A Day When You Smile Again, And You Feel Like A Traitor. How Dare I Feel Happy. How Dare I Be Glad In A World Where My Father Is No More. And Then You Cry Fresh Tears, Because You Do Not Miss Him As Much As You Once Did, And Giving Up Your Grief Is Another Kind Of Death.

Who Is The Love Of My Life? Maybe I Don't Have One. Maybe It's Not Love At All. But If It's Not Love, Then What Is It? I Wish I Knew.

Love Of My Life

Larry Is Back In Town...the Wedding Is Set For October. Tammy Is Threatening To Have Me In The Wedding. Some Friends They Are.

And Your Excuse?' I Asked. 'i'm A Sociopath; I Don't Have To Be Nice,' Nicky Said. I Gave Him A Look. 'you're Mad At Him.i Can Feel It; Which Means I Really Don't Have To Be Nice To Him.' 'i Thought You Were Friends.' 'what Part Of Sociopath Didn't You Understand?' He Asked.

Pretend Hard Enough And Maybe It Will Go Away.

The Truth May Not Set You Free, But Used Carefully, It Can Confuse The Hell Out Of Your Enemies.

I Feel That If You Are Blessed, Or Lucky Enough, To Be Doing Well, You Should Help Others.

One Of The Things Cops Learn First Is That Everyone Lies. Some People To Hide Things, Some People Just For The Hell Of It, But Everyone Lies. Assume That Everyone Is Hiding Something, It Saves Time.

Hiding Something

Somehow I Think Trophy Wives Wear More Makeup And Less Cutlery. But Hey, I Haven't Ever Met A Trophy Wife, Maybe I'm Wrong. Maybe They Know What I Know, That The True Way To A Man's Heart Is Six Inches Of Metal Between His Ribs.

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I Am Not A Morning Person.

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Every Ruler Should Strive For His People To Love Him. But If They Cannot Love You, Then Make Them Fear You. Love Is Better, But Fear Will Do The Job.

I Didn't Want To Understand. Bert Had Been Thrilled That The Police Wanted To Put Me On Retainer. He Told Me I Would Gain Valuable Experience Working With The Police. All I Had Gained So Far Was A Wider Variety Of Nightmares.

Surely Being In Love Doesn't Cause You To Lose Your Sense Of Good Taste. If I Ever Buy A Gown With Sequins On It, Someone Just Shoot Me.

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Never Throw Stones If You Think They're Going To Come Back And Hit You.

What Was I Supposed To Say?.....did I Tell Them The Master Had The Hots For Me, So I'd Probably Be Okay? -anita

If I Went In The Cage, I Was Going To End Up Eaten Alive. That Was Actually One Of My Top Five Ways Not To Die.

Nothing Turns To Hate So Bitter As What Once Was Love.

What's Your Name?" Donald." Hi, Donald, Missed You At The Wienie Roast.

The Ratman Froze, Staring At Me. "why Are You Laughing?" His Voice Held Just A Hint Of Unease. Good. I Was Hoping That The Vampires Would Come For Me Soon And Save Me. You've Got To Admit That's Funny.

I Was Shaking All Over, And It Wasn't From The Vampire. Memories Have Teeth, Too.

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Always Having To Have The Last Word Is A Bad Trait. Pisses People Off.

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No Name-calling Truly Bites Deep Unless, In Some Dark Part Of Us, We Believe It. If We Are Confident Enough Then It Is Just Noise.

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Hope Will Lie To You, But Lust Is What It Is; It Never Lies.

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Nothing Like Fear To Wash Your Mind Clean.

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