Wayne was one of the worst drivers Finn had ever met. The bus nearly sideswiped two cars, then veered left and scraped its wheels against the curb, before smashing back down the roadway. — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
The boys had asked why, if it acted slowly, was it called quicksand. The Mollusks had replied that, as far as they were concerned,… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
What is that in his hand?" "A cleaver. As in-" "Butcher's knife." "You got it." "I hope not." "He does not look happy." "Are… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
As a young boy, I read 'Cheaper by the Dozen' and immediately became neurotic about my use of time. It taxed me severely, but… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
For the first-time novelist you've got to get up at 5:30 in the morning and write until 7, make breakfast and go to work.… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
I've been running from, and toward, death all my life, more aware of it than a person should be. — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
“Nugget?" said Micah, offering a lump to Toby. "Thanks," said Toby. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. "I think maybe it is a… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
I think every fiction writer, to a certain extent, is a schizophrenic and able to have two or three or five voices in his… — Ridley Pearson Copy Share Image
