If I didn't write, I'd be like a duvet cover; I have no other marketable skills. Clearly I'm not meant to do anything else.

I'm not very happy idle. There's always this voice in my head that says, 'I should be writing.'

A writer without a reader doesn't exist.

I'm not very happy idle.

I am very lucky that I get to tell stories for a living. I love being able to grab people's attention, to keep them turning the pages, to make them stay awake all night.

I'm not a big sports fan.

You won’t believe it. I don’t believe it either. And yet I know what I know. I don’t believe in magic or superstition. But I believe that there are some things we cannot yet comprehend – that there are things beyond our capabilities to understand. Sometimes, explaining how the universe works is like teaching a lion to read. Reading is real. The lion is real. But he’s never going to read.” I.

He sounded genuine, but Myron knew that meant nothing. People were amazing liars.

Another male patron skulked around the back like he was in the adult movie area at his local video store. Again.

Semper paratus.” “It’s Latin,” Shane said. “It means ‘Always ready.