I'm trying to move a little more toward literary fiction while still retaining a popular feel. — Frank Peretti Copy Share Image
“The things white men failed to notice would fill the world they had ruined ten thousand times over.” — David Burr Gerrard Copy Share Image
“Is it the darkness of my face or the darkness of space? And is there a difference?” — Andri E. Elia Copy Share Image
“Ugh! only she could meet a gorgeous new guy and make a fool of herself. Remy thought.” — Hope Worthington Copy Share Image
“Stallions," Frank said, "they're fightin' over a girl. - DANIEL'S ESPERANZA” — Veronica Randolph Batterson Copy Share Image
“On writing: I don't like doing this, but it feels so good when I stop.” — Richard Ford Copy Share Image
Summer is always a tricky time to recommend new literary fiction. The big releases do not hit until fall. — Michelle Dean Copy Share Image
“Thinking, like other drugs, can be a useful distraction from pain, as long as it's managed and doesn't become an addiction.” — David Burr Gerrard Copy Share Image
“My best girl wore diesel. Steamy asphalt ribbons poured over her gravel shoulders. Curves that took me to Zanzibar…” — Michael Walsh Copy Share Image
“The standards for horror fiction should be no less than those for 'serious literary' fiction in which originality of concept, depth of… — Joyce Carol Oates Copy Share Image
If literary fiction is reduced to only middle-class families dealing only with middle-class angst, then it’s really finished as a force for… — J. M. Ledgard Copy Share Image
“The slick concrete reflected the facades of the work weary - grey, cracked and old, but more importantly, trodden upon.” — Martin Hopkins Copy Share Image
“Somethings wrong,’ he told her. ‘Be specific Jack,’ she said pressuring him. Jack turned again to the desert. ‘We should already be… — A.R. Merrydew Copy Share Image
“Whenever I doubted the saying that hate wasn’t the opposite of love, I thought of Isabel’s father and remembered—indifference was.” — Katherine Reay Copy Share Image
“I know he says it’s a mind upload problem,” said Aideen. “But we won’t know that for sure until we get there.… — Steven Decker Copy Share Image
“The cloth was wrinkled and twisted from the struggle. His forehead was damp, and he lay his forearm across it and stared… — Dave Newell Copy Share Image
“Then there was silence, the air like ice. Brittle-looking birch trees with black marks on their white bark, and some kind of… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
“As they approached she turned her head suddenly and looked at me as if I were the source of some new sound… — R. Garcia Vazquez Copy Share Image
“Every damn one of us has faults. I feel like I was dealt an especially crummy hand." "It got ugly. I became… — Virginia Aird Copy Share Image
“The epiphany machine will not discover anything about you that you do not, in some way, already know. But think for a… — David Burr Gerrard Copy Share Image
“She stood panting as adrenalin fired up her muscles. Flipping open the safety catches on both of her laser pistols, she set… — A.R. Merrydew Copy Share Image
The Booker thing was a catalyst for me in a bizarre way. It’s perceived as an accolade to be published as a… — Neil Cross Copy Share Image
“We're just like the antiques. We grow old and get scarred and beat up along the way, and the only question becomes… — Lynda Rutledge Copy Share Image
“Over the years Breece had lectured that truth was liquid. That it evaporated in the heat of passion, froze in the cold… — Brandon Shire Copy Share Image
“He crossed the stage, pushed the bench back and sat, hands resting on the keyboard cover. After a moment, he took off… — Kristine Kathryn Rusch Copy Share Image
“There, arrows are thrown slowly — but they hurt. The first arrow comes from a one-sided decision — as though only one… — Tommy Wibowo Copy Share Image
“The expected battle hadn’t taken place, yet something else had. Images of the entertainment which had just gone down were already coming… — Graham Spaid Copy Share Image
“The Dire Wolf killed the Jakes,” he said. “Who’s this Dire Wolf?” I asked. Figured he was talking about someone he knew.… — Phil Truman Copy Share Image
I'm now much more excited about genre distinctions. What I still see breaking down are more the hierarchical arrangements of genres. That… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings.… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“I have a hunch the world is darker than I could ever imagine and there is less reason for hope than I… — Brian K. Friesen Copy Share Image
“Still speaking over me,' she says, meeting my eyes and scoffing. 'You are still that worthless little girl.” — Rebecca Berto Copy Share Image
“Splendid . . . a novel for anyone who has a sharp eye and ear for life.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The moment weighs down on me, threatening to unstitch my seams and expose me to the world.” — Rebecca Berto Copy Share Image
“Write from Beyond what you know. From the authority of your senses." -author of Meditations in Green” — Steven Wright Copy Share Image
“Can you imagine how many people got laid in here?" Abby said, walking to the other side of the Jacuzzi.” — J.C. Henderson Copy Share Image
“I was still sitting in childhood when the darkness spoke to me.” — Angelika Regossi Copy Share Image
“What happens when I click this-- will Facebook know about it?” — Michael Filimowicz Copy Share Image
