#novels

I bought a selection of short, romantic fiction novels, studied them, decided that I had found a formula and then wrote a book that I figured was the perfect story. Thank goodness it was rejected. ↗

— Louise Brown

#bought #decided #fiction #figured #formula

The clock ticks; the taunting rhythm serving as a reminder that forward is the only way we can go. The mechanical heartbeat of the darkness, a cold ellipsis, punctuating years gone by. Arising unchained. No glorious hymn, just the steady beat of the illusion of time. We heal or we carry forward the weight of our wounds... To believe otherwise is the mendacity of desperation. Arising honestly. The miles behind are littered with the weight of nostalgia, but too many miles lay ahead us to carry the weight. In the end, even echoes fade away. Pen in hand... Arising to write the next chapter. (MU Articles 2013, Dedication to Joey) ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#forgetting-the-past #future #letting-go #life #love

I rewrapped the scarf around my neck, and thought about how excited Jake had been that first winter he was here. Maybe it was just as simple as this: that he'd been up here enough to know that there wasn't anything special about Willow Hill. Including me. ↗

— Claire Ray

#love

I won’t break Cooper,” she pulled his head to hers with a hand tangled in his hair to whisper huskily in his ear; “I’ll even bend if you like. ↗

— Kelly Curry

#contemporary-romance #love #romance-novels #romances #love

Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow - James Matthew Barrie ↗

— John Charles Harman

#love #mystery #romance-novels #love

Men were good for one thing only. Killing spiders. ↗

— Kate Carlisle

#men

I want to see the sunrise with you. I want to watch the sunset. I want to make out during a movie. Silly, huh? ↗