What an author doesn't know could fill a book.
There’s nothing like a gunshot to make you the life of the party.
If the enemy of my enemy is my friend, then surely you should be friend to my friend.
You have to write a lot. And you have to rewrite what you wrote a lot more.
I have to spring a cat out of Rumelt Animal Shelter. Think of it as a prison break." It does the trick. He laughs. "Whose cat?" "My cat. What do you think? That I break out the cats of strangers?" "Let me guess, she was framed. She's innocent.
The row of dolls watched her impassively from the bookshelf, their tea party propriety almost certainly offended.