I write about the men you want to read about but don't necessarily want to be married to. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
His writer's words poured over her like poetry, and she couldn't find a single wisecrack to put up between them. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Everybody won’t like everything you write. Some people won’t like anything you write. Get over it. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“It was one of the two questions people most frequently asked writers, and if he invited her to join him, it wouldn’t… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
I say, 'I write romance, women's fiction, chick lit.' I think it all fits very comfortably under the same umbrella. Basically, I… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
I write romance, women's fiction, chicklit. I think it all fits very comfortably under the same umbrella. Basically, I write books for… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
No marshmallows. "I don't believe this! I'm going to write the president of General Mills! Don't they have any quality control?" "I'm… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Librarians and romance writers accomplish one mission better than anyone, including English teachers: we create readers for life - and what could… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
The love story between the hero and the heroine has to be at the center of the book. I think that's pretty… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
E-mail creates the illusion that you're writing. You're not. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
When male authors write love stories, the heroine tends to end up dead. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Okay, so I'll admit I'm curious. Big deal. We both know what that leads to. Dead cat. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
...I have to tell you that I'm not all that comfortable with the idea of spending the rest of my life sleeping next to… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Life sure is easier when you're rich." "And a natural born charmer. Don't forget that part." "How could I?" she retorted. "It's the only… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“You're not my matchmaker any longer. But we're still friends, and in the interest of our friendship we need to discuss page thirteen." "Page… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
The final cover for 'Heroes Are My Weakness' feels exactly right. It reflects the cold, wintry setting of an isolated island off the coast… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“People will always try to steal your power. When you do well, they’ll say it’s only because you’re rich and your parents are big… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
You remind me of someone with a bad toothache who's hitting herself in the head with a hammer to distract herself from the pain… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“And Eth couldn't help looking. It's been years since he's seen a beautiful naked woman in the flesh. I'd be worried about him if… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“As she gazed into those cool blue eyes, something strange happened in the vicinity of her middle. She suddenly felt like a hungry woman… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Something brushed his leg, and he gazed down into the face of Pippi Tucker. The theme from Jaws raced through his head. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“Did you eat my Twinkies?" She gulped. Keeping her eyes glued to the whip, she said, "Exactly what Twinkies are we talking about?" "The… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
