My style is colloquial storytelling. It's the way we tell stories to one another - it's not writerly, it's not overdone.
James PattersonDo you know how fast you were going?" Fang looked at the speedometer..."No," he said truthfully. I tagged you at seventy miles per hour,"she said, pulling out a clipboard. I let out an impressed whistle. "Excellent! I never thought we'd be that fast." Fang shot me a look and I put my hand over my mouth.
James PattersonDid you know that wasnโt me, the other Max?โ I asked. โYeah.โ โWhen?โ โRight away.โ โHow?โ I persisted. โWe look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How could you tell us apart?โ He turned to me and grinned, making my world brighter. โShe offered to cook breakfast.
James Patterson