The Retro Reader

“Writing's a long, slow process. It affords me so little pleasure I often wonder why I make the effort.”
― Mary Downing Hahn, Look for Me by Moonlight

“The moment I cracked the door open, a blast of frigid mountain air stung my face. It burned the last bit of sleep from my eyes and sharpened all my senses.”
― Felix Blackwell, Stolen Tongues

“He stopped several feet away, assessing them with one smooth glance, and in that instant Miranda could have sworn she saw something flicker in his dark, dark eyes. Curiosity? Confusion? Whatever it might have been, in the very next second it was gone, replaced by polite detachment.”
― Richie Tankersley Cusick, Starstruck

“Far below her, frantic waves crashed again and again, impaling themselves on razor-sharp rocks, gnashing and gnawing the sheer walls of the cliffs until they bled black foam.”
― Richie Tankersley Cusick, The Drifter