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  • #1
    Behcet Kaya
    “I opened my eyes to the sound of my phone ringing. The bedside clock read 10:05 PM. Rudy’s name displayed on my phone.
    “Rudy? Where are you?”
    “Boss, I’m okay, really. It’s just that my car broke down. I’m near a city called…hold on a sec, a city called Beaumont, Texas.”
    “But you’re alright? Where’s your car right now? What’s wrong with it?”
    Behcet Kaya, Uncanny Alliance

  • #2
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb
    “Ano snorted in a very unladylike and elkish way.”
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb, Down in the Valley

  • #3
    Merlin Franco
    “Tomorrows needn’t be bad. Maybe they hold the brightest of our days – the compensation for what we had never had.”
    Merlin Franco, A Dowryless Wedding

  • #4
    Max Nowaz
    “It was amazing how a crisis could concentrate some minds while others went to pieces. Things had gone disastrously wrong in the last few days for Adam. His only worry before finding the book had been how to keep his girlfriend Linda without marrying her in the process. A contest he had lost.”
    Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

  • #5
    Sara Pascoe
    “Maybe we can politely ignore each other forever? I think that's the mature thing to do.”
    Sara Pascoe, Weirdo

  • #6
    K.  Ritz
    “I walked past Malison, up Lower Main to Main and across the road. I didn’t need to look to know he was behind me. I entered Royal Wood, went a short way along a path and waited. It was cool and dim beneath the trees. When Malison entered the Wood, I continued eastward. 
    I wanted to place his body in hallowed ground. He was born a Mearan. The least I could do was send him to Loric. The distance between us closed until he was on my heels. He chose to come, I told myself, as if that lessened the crime I planned. He chose what I have to offer.
    We were almost to the cemetery before he asked where we were going. I answered with another question. “Do you like living in the High Lord’s kitchens?”
    He, of course, replied, “No.”
    “Well, we’re going to a better place.”
    When we reached the edge of the Wood, I pushed aside a branch to see the Temple of Loric and Calec’s cottage. No smoke was coming from the chimney, and I assumed the old man was yet abed. His pony was grazing in the field of graves. The sun hid behind a bank of clouds.
    Malison moved beside me. “It’s a graveyard.”
    “Are you afraid of ghosts?” I asked.
    “My father’s a ghost,” he whispered.
    I asked if he wanted to learn how to throw a knife. He said, “Yes,” as I knew he would.  He untucked his shirt, withdrew the knife he had stolen and gave it to me. It was a thick-bladed, single-edged knife, better suited for dicing celery than slitting a young throat. But it would serve my purpose. That I also knew. I’d spent all night projecting how the morning would unfold and, except for indulging in the tea, it had happened as I had imagined. 
    Damut kissed her son farewell. Malison followed me of his own free will. Without fear, he placed the instrument of his death into my hand. We were at the appointed place, at the appointed time. The stolen knife was warm from the heat of his body. I had only to use it. Yet I hesitated, and again prayed for Sythene to show me a different path.
    “Aren’t you going to show me?” Malison prompted, as if to echo my prayer.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #7
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Let’s make this a fight worthy of a song.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #8
    Shirley Jackson
    “...very lonely and, often, very unhappy, with the poignant misery that comes to lonely people who long to be social and cannot, somehow, step naturally and unselfconsciously into some friendly group”
    Shirley Jackson, Just an Ordinary Day: The Uncollected Stories

  • #9
    Jostein Gaarder
    “حين يمتلئ الدماغ أفكاراً قويه فإنه يجعلنا إما أن نقول شيئاً أو نظل صامتين”
    Jostein Gaarder, The Orange Girl

  • #10
    Louis de Bernières
    “Distinguée? In what sense might a maid be distinguée?”
    Louis de Bernières, The Dust that Falls from Dreams

  • #11
    Erich Segal
    “The ‘equilibrium’ that people see in me is really an illusion. I am as flawed as anyone. It’s only that I seem to have the knack of hiding.”
    Erich Segal, Doctors

  • #12
    Thomas Keneally
    “you were making them promises about a future. And would not such promises constitute, in anyone’s code, a true cruelty?”
    Thomas Keneally, Schindler's List



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