Scott Lynch
Scott Lynch
Scott Lynch is an American fantasy author, best known for his Gentleman Bastard series of novels. He resides in Western Wisconsin in the city of New Richmond. According to his website, he had a variety of jobs including dishwasher, busboy, waiter, web designer, office manager, prep cook, and freelance writer. His first novel, The Lies of Locke Lamora, was purchased by Orion Books in August 2004 and published in June 2006 under the Gollancz imprint in the United Kingdom and...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth2 April 1978
accustomed beginning compared heavy indy jump lost pig power
Compared to what she was running, these things are pig heavy and have no power. If I had to jump into an Indy Car, I'd be as lost as she was. Now that she's getting accustomed to the cars, we are beginning to see her potential.
began dodge figured good great knew practice qualify rubber top track
he explains. There was a lot of rubber on the track from the IRL practice and it began to sprinkle just as I went out. However, I knew we had a great Dodge and figured if we could qualify in the top 10, we would be good to go.
abuse body permission
You simply collapsed, sir. In layman's terms, your body revoked its permission for you to continue heaping abuse upon it.
bullshit bricks tangible
My disinterest in your bullshit is so tangible you could make bricks out of it
words-of-wisdom needs quitting
Quit being so hard on yourself. We are what we are; we love what we love. We don't need to justify it to anyone... not even to ourselves.
pigs opinion said
Are you smarter than a pig, Locke?” “On occasion,” said Locke. “There are contrary opinions.
enlightenment bricks
Enlightenment! When it comes, it comes like a brick to the head, doesn't it?
territory lips lovers
They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.
beats shows
I don't have to beat you. I don't have to beat you, motherfucker. I just have to keep you here... until Jean shows up.
drowning ends suspects
I suspect this is all gonna end in screaming and drowning
dragons fifty vaults
Worst of all, the inner vault is guarded by a live dragon, attended by fifty naked women armed with poisoned spears, each of them sworn to die in Requin's service. All redheads. -You're just making that up, Jean.
glasses flames feet
In the glass burrow beneath their feet, the flames began to rise. First the flames, and then the screams
bugs said robbers
So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.
kingdoms needs carriages
You can knock down kingdoms on a whim. What you need is someone to make sure you don't get hit by a carriage when you cross the street.