Nora Roberts
Nora Roberts
Nora Robertsis an American bestselling author of more than 209 romance novels. She writes as J. D. Robb for the in Death series, and has also written under the pseudonyms Jill March and for publications in the U.K. as Sarah Hardesty...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth10 October 1950
CitySilver Spring, MD
CountryUnited States of America
A ghra. A amhain. My love. My only.
detours dead-ends ends
There are no dead ends, just detours.
eggs break baskets
Put all your eggs in one basket... the handle's going to break. Then all you've got is scrambled eggs.
tools different fit
Every writer has to figure out what works best - and often has to select and discard different tools before they find the one that fits.
writing laptops
I do indeed write on the road. My laptop goes with me everywhere.
numbers treasure online
Ive gotten to know a number of readers from being online, and really treasure the time Ive spent with them.
writing process
I loved the process of writing.
book flower garden
Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.
sex coffee fuel
Sex might satisfy, food might fuel, love might sustain, but without coffee, what is the point?
tools use research
I find I use the Internet more and more. It's just an invaluable tool. I do most of my research on the Net now - and certainly do the bulk of my communicating through email.
sex eye thinking
Eve talking to someone on her computer and having trouble with the language translator....."I have two like crimes. Your data and your input on Leclerk would be very helpful"Marie pursed her lips and humor danced in her eyes."It says you would like to have sex with me. I don't think that is correct""Oh, for Christ sake" Eve slammed a fist against the machine.....
love-of-my-life care sound
You're the love of my life. I don't care how corny that sounds. You're the start of it, and the end of it. And you're the best of it.
long want life-is
Life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered.
eye exercise laughing
((Doc is getting ready to do a Pap-smear on Reece)) "Looks healthy," Doc commented. "Good, because it hasn't been getting any exercise in quite a while." When she heard Willow smother a laugh, Reece just closed her eyes. She had to remember some old saying about being careful of thoughts. They become words.