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WRITING ADVICE FROM Raymond Chandler…
1. A writer who is afraid to overreach himself is as useless as a general who is afraid to be wrong.
 
2. Technique alone is never enough. You have to have passion. Technique alone is just an embroidered potholder… The moment a man begins to talk about technique that’s proof that he is fresh out of ideas.
  3. The most durable thing in writing is style, and style is the single most valuable investment a writer can make with his time. It [style] is a projection of personality and you have to have a personality before you can project it. It is the product of emotion and perception. 4. The challenge is to write about real things magically. 5. The more you reason the less you create. 6. Don’t ever write anything you don’t like yourself and if you do like it, don’t take anyone’s advice about changing it. 7. I am a writer, and there comes a time when that which I write has to belong to me, has to be written alone and in silence, with no one looking over my shoulder, no one telling me a better way to write it. It doesn’t have to be great writing, it doesn’t even have to be terribly good. It just has to be mine.

WRITING ADVICE FROM Raymond Chandler

1. A writer who is afraid to overreach himself is as useless as a general who is afraid to be wrong.

 

2. Technique alone is never enough. You have to have passion. Technique alone is just an embroidered potholder… The moment a man begins to talk about technique that’s proof that he is fresh out of ideas.


3. The most durable thing in writing is style, and style is the single most valuable investment a writer can make with his time. It [style] is a projection of personality and you have to have a personality before you can project it. It is the product of emotion and perception.

4. The challenge is to write about real things magically.

5. The more you reason the less you create.

6. Don’t ever write anything you don’t like yourself and if you do like it, don’t take anyone’s advice about changing it.

7. I am a writer, and there comes a time when that which I write has to belong to me, has to be written alone and in silence, with no one looking over my shoulder, no one telling me a better way to write it. It doesn’t have to be great writing, it doesn’t even have to be terribly good. It just has to be mine.


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FIREPROOF — the new Maggie O’Dell mystery from Alex Kava is now in paperback… New York Times bestselling author Alex Kava returns in a blaze of glory with a gripping, action-packed thriller featuring special agent Maggie O’Dell,who is leading the search for a serial arsonist whose crimes threaten Maggie dangerously close to home. When a building bursts into flames on a cold winter night in D.C., investigators see a resemblance to a string of recent fires in the area. There is one difference, however: This one has a human casualty. The local team insists they’re looking for a young white male, suffering from an uncontrollable impulse to act out his anger or sexual aggression. But when special agent Maggie O’Dell is called in, everything she sees leads her to believe that this is the work of a calculating and controlled criminal. 

FIREPROOF — the new Maggie O’Dell mystery from Alex Kava is now in paperback…

New York Times bestselling author Alex Kava returns in a blaze of glory with a gripping, action-packed thriller featuring special agent Maggie O’Dell,who is leading the search for a serial arsonist whose crimes threaten Maggie dangerously close to home. When a building bursts into flames on a cold winter night in D.C., investigators see a resemblance to a string of recent fires in the area. There is one difference, however: This one has a human casualty. The local team insists they’re looking for a young white male, suffering from an uncontrollable impulse to act out his anger or sexual aggression. But when special agent Maggie O’Dell is called in, everything she sees leads her to believe that this is the work of a calculating and controlled criminal. 

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PHANTOM by Jo Nesbø is now in paperback… 
 When Harry Hole moved to Hong Kong, he thought he was escaping the traumas of his life in Oslo and his career as a detective for good. But now he’s back and, although off the police force, he still has a case to solve. Oleg, the boy he helped raise, has been arrested for the murder of a fellow drug addict. Harry is convinced that Oleg is not a killer. This most personal case will send Harry into the depths of the city’s drug culture, where a shockingly deadly new street drug is gaining popularity, and will force him to confront a wrenching truth about his past in order to save Oleg and himself.

PHANTOM by Jo Nesbø is now in paperback…

When Harry Hole moved to Hong Kong, he thought he was escaping the traumas of his life in Oslo and his career as a detective for good. But now he’s back and, although off the police force, he still has a case to solve. Oleg, the boy he helped raise, has been arrested for the murder of a fellow drug addict. Harry is convinced that Oleg is not a killer. This most personal case will send Harry into the depths of the city’s drug culture, where a shockingly deadly new street drug is gaining popularity, and will force him to confront a wrenching truth about his past in order to save Oleg and himself.

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“I’m not sure what I am. I just know there’s something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it, but it’s there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he’s driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don’t fight him, I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even… especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else… someone. It’s like the mask is slipping and things… people… who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.” 
― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter 

“I’m not sure what I am. I just know there’s something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it, but it’s there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he’s driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don’t fight him, I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even… especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else… someone. It’s like the mask is slipping and things… people… who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.” 

― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter 

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