I've Finally Reached A Stage

I Think That Some Books Are More Successful Than Others To Certain Readers. People Who Read My Books For The Humor, They're Going To Love One Book. People Who Read My Books For The Mystery, They Might Not Like That Book Quite As Much.

Honey, A Man Can't Keep His Gun In A Cookie Jar. It Just Isn't Done.

When I Was Six Years Old I Sprinkled Sugar On My Head, Convinced Myself It Was Pixie Dust, Wished Myself Invisible, And Walked Into The Boys' Bathroom At School.

By About The Sixth Romance I Knew I Wasn't In Exactly The Right Place. I Liked Writing Action. And I Wanted To Write A Book With A Little More Edge Than I Was Allowed In Romance.

He’s Sort Of A Homeless Horse,” I Said. “i’m Leaving For The Airport In Two Seconds, And I Won’t Be Back For A Couple Days. You Can Put The Horse In The Garage, But I Don’t Want That Horse In My Apartment.” “who Would Put A Horse In An Apartment? That’s Dumb.” “where’s The Horse Staying Now?” “my Apartment.” “i Can Always Count On You To Brighten My Day,” Ranger Said. And He Disconnected.