Nice Dress. Take It Off.

Stop The Planet. I Want To Get Off.

Make Sure Your Main Characters Are Likeable. They Can Be Flawed, But Your Readers Need To Be Able To Root For Them.

My Father Was In The Kitchen Putting A New Washer In The Kitchen Faucet. He Looked Relieved To See Morelli Standing In The Hallway. He'd Probably Prefer I Bring Home Someone Useful, Like A Butcher Or A Car Mechanic, But I Guess Cops Are A Step Up From Undertakers.

You Can Run, But You Can't Hide, Cupcake." Morelli Said. "i'll Find You." "you Are Such A Cop." "tell Me About It.

Opening My Door To Dillon Ruddick, My Bulding Super. I Handed Him A Cup Of Coffee. "sorry About The Blood." "what Was It This Time?" No One Reported Gunfire." "i Hit A Guy In The Face With A Hair Dryer." "whoa." Dillon Said. "it Wasn't My Fault," I Told Him. "maybe We Should Lay Down Some Linoleum Here. It Would Make Things Easier For Clean Up.