Will Brown
Will Brown
life knowing stories
Even knowing the ending was sad, I wouldn't have deprived myself the beauty of the story.
dying easy
Don't ever be afraid to live. Because though dying is easy when compared to living
giving-up hard-work writing
What do you want? What are you willing to give up to get it? Writing requires you make sacrifices. Be prepared to work hard to be a writer.
sex character men
Should men and women be equal in all things? Absolutely. But I'm old-fashioned in that I like the differences between the sexes. My male characters are neither Neanderthals nor Prince Charmings. They're flawed.
winning order loses
In order to win everything, a woman must know to lose.
smart gay long
People don't care how smart woman is as long as she's charming and gay and pretty.
skills attention causes
I'm sure you could have. Fending off unwanted male attention is a skill every attractive woman must acquire. But you're also a lady who was reluctant to cause a scene.. (Hammond Cross)
growing-up love-is guy
I love being the bad guy, simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up.
writing careers live-theatre
I came to write after several mini careers. I did live theatre, managed a cosmetics store and was a local television personality.
writing roles chance
I made straight A's and never got into any trouble, and I still impose those standards on myself. So writing is my chance to escape and become the sleaziest, scummiest role.
moving eye apology
Moving between her thighs, he stretched out above her, then thrust into her. Once. Because, as he did everything, he acted without hesitation or apology to claim her entirely. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught. Holding her gaze, he pressed himself deeper, barely easing back before pressing deep again.
dresses cases wanted
i'm going to marry you. i thought you'd like to know in case you wanted to buy a dress or something.
taken heart eye
He lifted his gaze to the framed photograph of Tanya and him taken on their wedding day. God, she had been lovely. Her smile had come through her eyes straight from her heart. He had known unequivocally that she loved him. He believed to this day that she had died knowing that he loved her. How could she not know? He had dedicated his life to never letting her doubt it.
next gone moments
Life was precious. Life was fragile. Here one moment, gone the next. Every second should be milked for all it's worth because you never know when the bottom was going to drop out.