Yeah, well, it's been a super fun week. And by 'super fun' I mean 'horrible and endless'.

Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.

They weren't moving. Perhaps I was dazzling then with my ineptitude. It had happened before.

All writers are crazy. So never mind what the editors and your family and your critique group tells you. Submit your manuscripts and keep submitting until you get an offer. Then you can be crazy, with a paycheck.

You'll pay," she said stonily. "You won't be like this by this time tomorrow." "Bored and pissed off? God, I hope not.

It's inappropriate for the queen of the dead to be afraid of ghosts.

He snarled at me. "This isn't over yet, Betsy." "Excellent," I said. "I would also have accepted 'You haven't seen the last of me' and 'You'll regret this'.