A writer's mind is like a teapot. The words build up in your head until you just gotta let 'em out.

The secret to my success is actually simple: I failed so many times that succeeding eventually became a mathematical certainty.

Is the pen really mightier than the sword? I suppose that depends on how sharp the pen is, and the strength of the warrior wielding it.

Take a kid fishing. You'll capture their imagination.

The trouble with competitors' sycophants is they don't know where to put their tongues. Here's a suggestion: Try behind your teeth. With your mouth shut.

I saw a post the other day, where someone wrote that, when they walk through a library, they touch the spines of all the books they’ve read , as a way of greeting their favorite characters . . . Try that with one of my novels, and you’ll walk away counting your fingers!

Reading consists of perusing razor-thin slices of perpetuity, wrenched from the heart of a murdered tree, and infused with the dark blood that swirls within the hidden depths of every writer's soul. It is their combined angst - the author's and the tree's - that we partake of when we immerse ourselves in the pages of a book.

It is good to know one's enemy. It is better to know one's self.

When it comes to creating compelling fiction, the devil may be in the details, but it is your imagination that ultimately allows your work to spread its wings and take flight. And fly it must. Only by soaring above the clouds of doubt can one truly achieve a suspension of disbelief

When it comes to overcoming writing hurdles, getting sick is like suffering a review from a critic with an axe to grind; you can't let it get you down!