When people ask what you do, tell them you’re a writer. Put yourself on the line. Make a commitment.
I don’t want my readers slowed down by long passages of narrative.
I take in a lot of stuff from real life, movies, television, news and it all gets mixed in my head and somehow turns into a story idea.
Truth is, I’m a good Catholic girl. The faith has always been elusive, but the guilt is intractable.
If I gave you a pity position it wouldn’t be in my office.
And when I was in the trunk, I saw Jesus. And the Virgin Mary. And Ozzy Osbourne.
Sweetie, nothing that flies looks safe, including birds.
Its always nice to have a stud muffin at the table.
Cupcake, your middle name is trouble.
We don’t usually write up accidents involving rabbits. – Joe Morelli.
You’re a magnet for mess. I’ve never seen anything like it. Lula to Stephanie.
Just because i know how to change a guys oil doesn’t mean i want to spend the rest of my life on my back, staring up his undercarriage.
Jesus, Morelli, you sound like you have PMS. You have to learn to lighten up a little. It’s just a car alarm. You should be thanking me. I had it installed with my own money.
I had an alarm, I had nerve gas, I had a yogurt. What more could anyone want?
Pete- What does a woman want out of marriage? Louisa- Undying devotion and a warm place to put her cold feet when she gets into bed at night.
Wondering where Ranger was now, when I needed him. Why wasn’t he here, insisting on locking me up in a safe house? Now that my hamster’s cage was clean, I’d be happy to oblige.
I rented Ghostbusters, my all-time favorite inspirational movie. I picked up some microwave, popcorn, a KitKat, a bag of bite-sized Reese’s peanut butter cups, and a box of instant hot chocolate with marshmallows. Do I know how to have a good time, or what?
I almost never shoot people.
Lula had Eminem cranked up. He was rapping about trailer park girls and how they go round the outside, and I was wondering what the heck that meant. I’m a white girl from Trenton. I don’t know these things. I need a rap cheat sheet.
I hate mornings. They start so early.