The whole world's writing novels, but nobody's reading them. We need readers. More readers. Fewer writers.
In spite of her plainness that would have made wallflowers of other women, she radiated a great sense of self-importance.
R’bin, he said, giving up and gazing down at her. R’bin, d’you know wadda kairos mo… He hiccoughed. Mo…moment is?A kairos moment? she repeated, hoping against hope it was not something sexual, somethi...
He had called what he felt for Charlotte love and it remained the most profound feeling he had had for any woman. In the pain it had caused him and its lasting after-effects it had more resembled a vi...
I'd imagine "murderess" trumps "wife" when defining a close relationship.
There's pride and then there's stupidity.
Robin had taken refuge in the bathroom before Matthew could realize she was hyperventilating again. Sitting on the bathroom floor, she had recourse to the technique she had learned in therapy, cogniti...