I think every fiction writer, to a certain extent, is a schizophrenic and able to have two or three or five voices in his or her body. We seek, through our profession, to get those voices onto paper.

MEN, Charlene said. Leave that to you! Willa quipped.

Finn whispered, "What has a head, thorax, and abdomen, but stands six feet tall?" "A snowman?

So planning something big." "If this is the work of the Overtakers, we've never seen anything like it." "It is," a voice said behind them. Maybeck slipped in alongside of them. "You about scared the pee out of me!" Charlene complained.

If you don't believe in yourself, who will?' ~Maybeck

Smee, you are a supreme idjit." "Aye, Cap'n.

I'm a big girl, Finn.