“I just nod. There's really not much you can say when Jerry takes his own name in vain.” — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“But what am I, if not an infant? Born into a world of decay. Relearning how to walk and talk. Suckling from the bosom… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
Maberry is a master at writing scenes that surge and hum with tension. The pacing is relentless. He presses the accelerator to the floor… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“It's a lot to live up to. These pressures of achieving. From the moment you're born, you're pounded with the expectations of what you… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
My mother tries to explain that I need support and that I'm just going through a period of adjustment. "Like puberty," she says. — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
If you've never been in a dumpster coated with industrial waste while someone stabs you with a piece of sharpened rebar, then you probably… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“I want to run out and buy her flowers and candy and other things that will wilt and die or rot her teeth.” — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“How am I supposed to take it easy when all around me these creatures are in a perpetual state of ignorance?"...” — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“Jimmy nods. Being with him like this, without the attitude and looking at me with complete trust, almost makes me understand why parents would… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
“A kind word from one person to another can lead to another kind word, paying the kindness forward in a series of beneficent words… — S.G. Browne Copy Share Image
