“Magic is like pulling the pin on a grenade and then sutffing it down your pants to see what happens.”
“Something in what Deacon said caused Aiden to string together an atrocity of f-bombs. My brows flew up. Aiden rarely cussed or lost his cool, but boy, he was a grenade whose pin had just been pulled.”
“Insecurities are about as useful as trying to put the pin back in the grenade.”
“Marky! Pull up your pants!”
“When you read a book, the story definitely happens inside your head. When you listen, it seems to happen in a little cloud all around it, like a fuzzy knit cap pulled down over your eyes.”
“Magic Success Formula for Writing: Apply the seat of your pants to the seat of your chair and write!”