Bagaimana bisa kau tidak menyukai hujan?
Padahal hujan selalu mendekatkan kita.
Oh, aku lupa.
Kau mungkin tidak menganggapku sepenting itu.
Aku bukan pemeran utama dalam lakon hidupmu.
Aku hanya figuran yang hanya sesekali dibutuhkan.
Mots clés romantic romance fiction swearing romance-novels fiction-novel
Aku mencintainya tanpa diketahui.
Aku mencintainya dalam diam.
Aku mencintainya dalam satu sudut pandang.
Aku mencintainya di satu sisi.
Ya, aku percaya.
Jika takdirku adalah dirimu,
kau akan memilihku. Nanti.
Mots clés romantic romance fiction sweet romance-novels fiction-novel
The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense, whereas real life doesn't.
Iain M. BanksMots clés writing writing-craft fiction fiction-writing
She fixed a smile that she hoped looked authentic. Pretending to be content continued to be hard work.
Stacy Hawkins AdamsMots clés identity faith fiction personal-growth women-s-fiction
So you're going to have to ask yourselves on simple question: Which one of us is speaking now?
Jasper FfordeMots clés reality fiction confusion dialogue
It takes three or four years before the present day sinks in to you as a novelist. It has not just to be accepted in the mind but travel down your spine and fill your body and you can’t respond immediately to immediate events, there is this incubation period.
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Mots clés writing fiction novels writing-life fiction-writing writing-process
The door wasn’t closing. Shiloh’s spirit opened up as she considered the possibilities.
Stacy Hawkins AdamsMots clés identity faith fiction personal-growth women-s-fiction
Miz Ellen, what do you carry in that handbag of yours that has enough wallop to knock down a full-grown man? - Dan Landry
Jane RainwaterMots clés fiction family-relationships contemporary-romance
... Because the writer resented that she had turned to me I became the handsome and dazed narrator, incapable of love or kindness. That's how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers. That's how I became the boy who never understood how anything worked. That's how I became the boy who wouldn't save a friend. That's how I became the boy who couldn't love the girl.
Bret Easton EllisMots clés jealousy fiction resentment
Careless and not particularly biting, it was easier to shrug off than anything in the first book which depicted me as an inarticulate zombie confused by the irony of Randy Newman's "I Love L.A.
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