Every time I hear writers talk about ‘the muse,’ I just want to bitch-slap them. It’s a job. Do your job.

“She glanced down to where Seth's fingers were still curled around her arm. "Are…”

“Necessity is often the mother of balls”

“He swore, raked his hands through his hair and tried to pinpoint the moment she…”

“You're a cold bitch, Dallas.""Yes, I am.""Well, I suppose if I'd been murdered …”