I Do Indeed Write On The Road.

For Over A Year I Continued To Submit Mss, And Have Them Rejected - The Last Few With Rejection Letters Indicated The Story Was Pretty Good, But I Was American.

I Always Thought Everybody Made Up Stories In Their Heads - Never Thought About Actually Writing Them Down On Paper Until I Was Snowed In With The Kids In The Blizzard Of '79 - 3 Feet Of Snow. I Live In A Rural Area And Was Stuck. No Morning Kindergarten - It Was A Nightmare.

You Know What, The Jacket’s Like The Car.” "“is This A Riddle?” " , "“no,” Peabody Said As Eve Swiped The Master.","“it’s An", "ordinary Thing—well, Special, But A Jacket, Right? And The Car, It’s Ordinary, It Even Looks It. But Both Of Them Have The Special Inside. Cop Special Especially, You Know? He So Gets You. That’s Even Better Than A Just-because Present.”", "“you’re Right. He Does. And It Is.” Inside, Eve Paused Another Moment. “he’s Worried About Me.”", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

Have Mcnab Take The Edge If You Need One. Can He Handle Bad Cop?" "he Does It Really Well During Personal Role-playing Games When I'm The Reluctant Witness.