Softie Was Not A Word You Could

I Am Self-educated From Genre Books.

I Love You,” Bill Said Helplessly, As If He Wished Those Magic Words Would Heal Me. But He Knew They Wouldn’t. “that’s What You All Keep Saying,” I Answered. “but It Doesn’t Seem To Get Me Any Happier.

I've Often Wished When I Started A Book I Knew What Was Going To Happen. I Talked To Writers Who Write 80-page Outlines, And I'm Just In Awe Of That.

Did You Ever Think That If You Told Me Where Bill's Hiding His Computer Program, I Would Give You Anything You Asked For?" - Eric, Club Dead.

You Trust Me?" Eric Sounded Surprised. "yes." "that's . . . Crazy, Sookie.