I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“Being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park… Read More
Who are your writing heroes?
I spent the summer re-reading a lot of my favorite books and thinking about who my writing heroes are and what it is I admire about them. One of the reasons for this is that a few months ago I won something in an online … Read More
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“Steve had the kind of face that could take or leave teeth. Park had the sort of face you painted because you didn’t want history to forget it.”
~Rainbow … Read More
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“Brains love poetry. It’s sticky stuff.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“It steadied him to feel her trembling.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park… Read More
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“They agreed about everything important and argued about everything else.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park… Read More
On Wednesdays, I vow to inconsistently list some good books I’ve recently read.
Another re-read for me: Rainbow Rowell’s Attachments. It’s a hard call, but this is probably my favorite of her novels. She’s a master of sentences. This story has delicious tension and a perfect description of what … Read More
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“She’s what would happen if the devil married the wicked witch, and they rolled their baby in a bowl of chopped evil.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park
I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.
“It was cold and half dark, and Eleanor could see Park’s breath.
She resisted the urge to try to swallow it.”
~Rainbow Rowell’s Eleanor & Park