Honey, A Man Can't Keep His Gun

I Go To Bars And Restaurants, And I Sit And I Eavesdrop On People And I Watch People In Shopping Centers And, You Know, I Read The Newspapers And I Talk To The Trenton Cops, And I Just Get A Lot Of Information That Comes In That Somehow Turns Into A Book.

Ranger Clicked His Penlight On. "hang Onto Me If You Can't See." I Curled My Hand Into The Back Of His Cargo Pants Just Above His Gun Belt. "i'm Good To Go." He Was Still For A Beat. "you Could Have Held On To My Jacket," He Said. "would You Rather I Do That?" "no. Not Even A Little.

Everyone Knew Fear. It Was The Reaction That Made The Difference. Some People Hated Fear And Avoided The Experience. Some People Endured It As A Necessity. And Some People Became Addicted To The Rush.

Okay, Take A Deep Breath, I Told Myself. Don't Go All Hormonal. Get The Facts Straight. Have A Mental Doughnut.

Make Sure Your Main Characters Are Likeable. They Can Be Flawed, But Your Readers Need To Be Able To Root For Them.