A.A. Albright > Quotes

“But you know what cats are like. The place they are is usually the place they want to be.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Witchy

“Fuzz shrugged. “Potato tomato.”
“That’s not the phrase,” I informed him.
“It could be,” he said.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Vampy

“He took hold of my hand, his voice husky.  ‘You have been the most irritating intrusion into my life.  And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.  You’ve forced me to stop feeling sorry for myself.  You’ve forced me to see things from other people’s point of view.  You’ve forced me to overlook the fact that you say criminy more than any person ever should.  Basically, you’ve forced me to be a less grumpy version of myself.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“As he and the band performed, fans of his puzzles threw their underwear onto the small stage. Fans of his singing were far more sedate, asking him for autographs when the performance ended, and politely enquiring if they could buy him a drink. Yes, I thought it might be the other way around, too.”
― A.A. Albright, Old-School Witch

“For some reason, the thought of Dylan shopping seemed incredibly strange to me. He seemed too grumpy to shop. He seemed too grumpy to do almost anything, except for stand around glowering.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“I gave my favourite wizard a wave and a smile, and then watched with amazement as he somehow managed to eat a turkey and stuffing sandwich, take pictures of the scene, and wave his scanner around to test for magical traces.  When he tossed back his head to slurp down some coffee at the same time as he changed his camera filter, I was even more astounded.  That wizard had skills.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“The rain began to fall once more, but that was okay with me, because somewhere beyond the clouds, the sun was still shining.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Chilly

“Instead I was stooping behind a damp rock – not a very large one, either – and deciding whether it would be better to make a run for it, or to phone for help. Well done me. If anyone from the Secret Service is reading this, I should be back on the job market any day now, so give me a call.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Witchy

“I wasn’t ready to move in with him, and I wasn’t sure his fridge was ready for it, either. I’d only sully his lettuce leaves and lean chicken by making them live next to microwave lasagne and bottles of wine.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Vampy

“Confused, I jumped out of bed and opened up the doors. The broom flew straight at me, tapping me lightly on the behind. “What the …?” I spun around, like a dog chasing its tail, trying to get a better look at the thing.”
― A.A. Albright, Old-School Witch

“You’re three minutes late,” he said, stretching out on my grandmother’s lap. “But it’s all right. Úna fed and milked me.” He sniggered to himself. “By that I mean she gave me some milk, rather than turned me into a dairy cat.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Vampy

“Now would be a thoroughly inconvenient time for mystery and intrigue. It was Christmas. And Solstice. And … that weird vampire mourning festival, too. It was time for tinsel, bright lights and overindulging.”
― A.A. Albright, Supreme Scale 2019 the Works

“I was no Amazonian, sure, but he couldn’t intimidate me with all of his handsome tallness. Wait – strike that from your memory. I’ll rephrase my previous utterings to something more like … he couldn’t intimidate me with his irritating everything.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Witchy

“You can use me to see if there’s anything weird going on with him or his equipment.”
Greg sniggered and I rolled my eyes. “You know what I meant, Greg.” I turned back to Dylan. LSo come on, Detective Quinn. Let’s go. Me, you and Greg.  We need to get on top of this.”
Greg sniggered again, while Dylan swallowed and stepped away from us.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Chilly

“He was at the coffee machine, pouring himself a small shot of espresso.
“Yes, please,” I said.
“I didn’t offer you one.”
“Oh, I know – but I thought I might just help your manners along.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Witchy

“I was reading a story by Ariadne Albright called And Then There Were Buns. It was about a group of witch bakers who think they’re being taken to a remote island for a baking contest, but they actually get murdered one by one by their mysterious human host.”
― A.A. Albright, Slippery Slope

“I didn’t need to pull out my press pass in order to make my way to the centre of things – everyone in town knew by now that, if there was anything exciting or horrific going on, I was the person most likely to butt right on in and make it my business.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“We’ll come up with something. We just need to put our thinking caps on.” She mimed pulling a hat down over her head. “Come on now. Eleventh-hour suggestions, please. We’ve flown by the seat of our pants before, and I happen to think we can do it again.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Chilly

“Meow,” he said. “You should take a peek outside.”
“I will if you promise not to say meow again.”
“Hey, I’m a cat. Cats say meow.”
“No. Cats meow. Cats don’t say meow.”
“Meow.” He held up a paw. “All right, all right.  It was just something I was trying out.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“Greg reached into his front pocket and grabbed a packet of peanuts (he liked to snack when he was thinking something over, or when he was relaxing, or when he was excited, or … well, you get the picture).”
― A.A. Albright, Slippery Slope

“Greg pulled an energy bar from his pocket and unwrapped it; as usual, he was too hungry to wait for a proper meal.”
― A.A. Albright, Old-School Witch

“By the time my lesson ended, almost everyone I knew was watching me – which wasn’t at all uncomfortable, because I cope wonderfully under pressure. Ahem.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Vampy

“I feel the need to swear,’ I muttered. ‘The very strong need to swear. And then to flee. To flee while swearing profusely.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Witchy

“Sure, I normally liked to get to the bottom of things, but not now.  Now would be a thoroughly inconvenient time for mystery and intrigue.  It was Christmas.  And Solstice.  And … that weird vampire mourning festival, too.  It was time for tinsel, bright lights and overindulging.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“I woke up to the tossing and turning of a disgruntled cat – because the thing about my cat is that when he’s disgruntled, he makes darned sure I know about it. This time, I wasn’t playing along. It was early on a Sunday morning, and I hadn’t exactly had a restful night.
He tossed and turned again, moving closer to me so that I could feel it even more. He then sighed a few times, just for extra effect.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Chilly

“The main reason I didn’t look into the future too much was because … well, I just didn’t want to. 
Life wasn’t very interesting when you knew what was going to happen.”
― A.A. Albright, Slippery Slope

“I glared at my familiar.  ‘You couldn’t have led with that?’
He shrugged his little shoulders.  ‘I could have.  But then I wouldn’t have gotten to see your angry face.  I’ve grown rather fond of it.  I like the way your eyes get all small and slit-like.  How your nostrils flare.  How that steam comes out of your ears …’
I picked him up and kissed his nose.  ‘I’m glad you like it, darling.  Because you’re going to be seeing my angry face for quite some time to come.”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“Everything you make is the best, Abby.  Which is weird, because Aisling has not inherited your talent in the kitchen.”
“Hey,” I protested. “I’ll have you know I’m very good at dialling for pizza.”
― A.A. Albright, Old-School Witch

“Did I say we weren’t a good match? What I meant to say was that we were the best match. We had to be, didn’t we? Because who else would want a couple of emotionally-stunted weirdos like us?”
― A.A. Albright, So Very Unfae

“When I got there, I found that my broom was sitting at my desk, waiting for me.
“It’s not time for a lesson,” I told it, picking it up and setting it gently on the ground.
It jiggled petulantly (or that’s how it seemed to me) and lifted itself up and plopped back down again as though it were taking a very teenage-like sigh of dissatisfaction.”
― A.A. Albright, A Little Bit Vampy