“He woke up hours later, head on his desk. Ben went and dragged a blanket out of Owen's room. He stopped by the closet for a second to hear his son breathing in the dark. At Owen's age, Ben was… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“All my stories, everyone was a liar. Evevn good people. They all had secrets they were keeping. But good folks can get hurt operating… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“He didn't know why he was poking holes anyway. It was just that, with what he'd been through, any old coincidence had started to… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“... Ben wished, as he wished when he was a child, that he could be out there in the fields running free and far… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“That's how they work, though. They don't try to convince you of anything. They make you doubt what you know. Make you jump to… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“Ben chuffed and continued to stare into the mirror. It was crazy, treating himself this way just to finish a book. The agent had… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“He woke up hours later, head on his desk. Ben went and dragged a blanket out of Owen's room. He stopped by the closet… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“Ben looked around at the few people staring at him, and he realized, not for the first time, how alone he was in all… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“... I know for a fact that the creative mind is only truly happy when it's tortured.” — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“Where do you get your stories?" the interviewer asked. It was a typical question. Ben had answered it himself once. He believed that writers… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“The problem with true evil is that the normal human mind cannot properly fathom it," Randy said, making Ben drop one of the books;… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
“The agent sighed. „Mr. Little, do you know why horror novels usually revolve around the protagonist and his family?“ Ben didn't encourage him. It… — David Jacob Knight Copy Share Image
