But people in a small town tend to do a lot of talking, even when they don’t know what they’re talking about.

It's my belief that people enter your life at exactly the right time.

But people in a small town tend to do a lot of talking, even when they don’t know what they’re talking about.

Love it when a compelling new character kicks open your mental door, tracks mud across your brain, and props their feet up on your cerebrum.

The recipe for great art has always been misery and a good bowel movement.

It’s hard to land a devastating jab/cross/hook/uppercut combo to your reader’s imagination when you’re telegraphing your punches.

Nothing says work efficiency like panic mode.