I'm in a Road Runner cartoon, Sinclair. And I'm the coyote.

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.

Wow, girlfriend, you're incompatible with life! And here I thought I was just incompatible with pink.

It's nice to see you again, Laura." "Thank you, Mrs. T-" "No, no, no. Please, my name is-" "Mud," I suggested. "Mud Barfbag Taylor. Call her Asshat for short." ~Laura, Antonia, Betsy

I've got a folder full of rejection slips that I keep. Know why? Because those same editors are now calling my agent hoping I'll write a book or novella for them. Things change. A rejection slip today might mean a frantic call to your agent in six months.

I'm in a Road Runner cartoon, Sinclair. And I'm the coyote.

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