Kathy Reichs
Kathy Reichs
Kathleen Joan Toelle "Kathy" Reichs born July 7, 1948) is an American crime writer, forensic anthropologist and academic. She is a professor of anthropology at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte; as of 2013 she is on indefinite leave. She divides her work time between the Laboratoire des Sciences Judiciaires et de Médecine Légale for the province of Quebec and her professorship at UNC Charlotte. She is one of the eighty-two forensic anthropologists certified by the American Board of...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 July 1948
CityChicago, IL
CountryUnited States of America
An elite confederacy of nerds. My peeps
People love the cliffhanger endings to chapters. I get a lot of comments that I've changed people's lives, how they've never read and now they have, how they were depressed and now they have a passion.
People love the cliffhanger endings to chapters, ... I get a lot of comments that I've changed people's lives, how they've never read and now they have, how they were depressed and now they have a passion.
My first book was the most successful debut novel in the U.K. ever and every one of my books has reached number one in the U.K. Clearly the British know brilliance when they see it.
We hope my readers will get a kick out of that and realize that it's another manifestation of Tempe, and they are in on this inside joke,
You can't get DNA results in 53 minutes.
Channel your outrage ... Do that which you are able to do.
Chance wore a white tuxedo with tails. On anyone else? Doopy. On him? Yes, please.
Let's do it. Monkeys are always funny. You pretty much can't go wrong with a monkey, right? Hi paused. Well unless that monkey wants you dead, or does needle drugs or something. Then it's wrong, and a bad monkey.
You all right now?" "I'm exceptional. Wonderful. Thanks for the concern. You complete me.
Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology. Snappy dresser, though.
You'll start talking, and pretty soon we'll all start nodding, and then the next thing you know, I'm hang gliding off the Eiffel Tower at night, being chased by ninja vampires
I was a university professor, I could talk on and on and on. Give me a podium and you have to drag me off with a hook.
Fine. Everybody wears seatbelts. No radio. No distractions.” Ben shot Hi a stern look. “No running commentary.” “Your loss,” Hi said. “To the pimp ride!