Life was precious. Life was fragile. Here one moment, gone the next. Every second should be milked for all it's worth because you never know when the bottom was going to drop out.

I came to write after several mini careers. I did live theatre, managed a cosmetics store and was a local television personality.

You can only write by putting words on a paper one at a time.

Moving between her thighs, he stretched out above her, then thrust into her. Once. Because, as he did everything, he acted without hesitation or apology to claim her entirely. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught. Holding her gaze, he pressed himself deeper, barely easing back before pressing deep again.

People don't care how smart woman is as long as she's charming and gay and pretty.

People adjust their behavior to fit the society they live in. They integrate because they have to. But what they are on the inside doesn't change.

She shook her head slowly. “I don’t believe you. You can’t be a cop.” “Not a cop.” “Federal agent?” “FBI.” “Even more unlikely.” “J. Edgar rolls over in his grave every day, but that’s the way it is.