Taylor: what do you hear? Daisy: Nothing but rain by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Taylor: what do you hear? Daisy: Nothing but rain

Rosemary Clement-Moore

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When your family is twice as weird as normal, you have to be twice as polite to authority, because authority hates weird.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

normal hate authority

Good writing is good writing. In many ways, it’s the audience and their expectations that define a genre. A reader of literary fiction expects the writing to illuminate the human condition, some aspect of our world and our role in it. A reader of genre fiction likes that, too, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of the story.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

our-world writing long

She was the only creature in the world who would really care if something happened to me, even if it was only because I was the bringer of kibble.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

creatures care world

I glanced at Carson, who had promised things would be alright. His gaze was on the floor, and a muscle in his jaw flexed rhythmically but unhelpfully. If he was trying to send me a message, I was out of luck, because I'd never learned Morse Code for Assholes.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

luck would-be trying

Screw you, John." "Sorry, Sylvie. Can't—they frown on that kind o... by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Screw you, John." "Sorry, Sylvie. Can't—they frown on that kind of thing between step-siblings.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

sibling sorry steps

Don’t ever trust anyone who’s writing a book. They make up lies f... by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Don’t ever trust anyone who’s writing a book. They make up lies for a living.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

writing book lying

How about this?" I said, because now it was the principle of the... by Rosemary Clement-Moore

How about this?" I said, because now it was the principle of the thing. "I'm sorry, jackass.

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principles sorry said

Focus, Amy. Just because he looked great in the saddle did not me... by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Focus, Amy. Just because he looked great in the saddle did not mean he wasn't an axe murderer.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

amy focus mean

"Oh My God," I blurted, grabbing onto Phin as we faced the open bedroom door. "It's the axe murderer." "I doubt he would knock," she said, but she was whispering, too, and didn't move away from me.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

doubt doors moving

Emery cut in impatiantly, "For crying out loud. Who do you think you are, Nancy Drew?" Hey," I snapped, because no one sniped at my sister but me, and Mark echoed with a stern "Chill, dude." Phin was unperturbed. "Those books were highly unrealistic. Do you have any idea how much brain damage a person would have if she were hit on the head and drugged with chloroform that often?

Rosemary Clement-Moore

cutting book thinking

I was generally pro-bat, except when I was trekking through the dark trying not to think about the dire fate of every horror movie character stupid enough to go into the dark with a flashlight and check the fuses.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

fate stupid character

Long-haired Chihuahuas have no notion they are bite-sized. by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Long-haired Chihuahuas have no notion they are bite-sized.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

chihuahua notion long

[W]hen Ben was kissing me, the whole world retreated. I felt things I'd never felt before, in places I never knew were connected. But I was pretty sure that whatever was buzzing against my thigh was not normal. For one thing, it was ringing. Ben dragged his mouth away from mine and mumbled a curse that was a little shocking and kind of hot. "Ignore it," he said. That was easy for him to say when his cell phone was rounding third base. If anyone got a home run tonight, I didn't want it to be Verizon Wireless.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

kissing home running

That was easy for him to say when his cell phone was rounding third base. If anyone got a home run tonight, I didn't want it to be Verizon Wireless.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

phones home running

Faith isn't absence of doubt. It's belief without proof, not with... by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Faith isn't absence of doubt. It's belief without proof, not without question.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

belief doubt absence

I was the designated grown up in a family that operated in different reality than the rest of the world.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

different reality world

He rose to his feet in one fluid move, the better to look down at me. “You don’t know me, princess. Some people have reasons for doing things, and don’t just go wherever they’re told or drift whichever way they’re pushed.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

princess feet moving

My major vice is sarcasm with a side of caffeine addiction. by Rosemary Clement-Moore

My major vice is sarcasm with a side of caffeine addiction.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

sarcasm addiction vices

You're not hurt, are you?" "Only my delicate sensibilities. by Rosemary Clement-Moore

You're not hurt, are you?" "Only my delicate sensibilities.

Rosemary Clement-Moore

sensibility delicate hurt