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
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Shannon: Only the living suffered. Only they were riddled with guilt and regret and unanswered questions.
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i had that hole in me. that empty space...she put it in me, you filled it...she was part of my life. you are my life. if i have a regret, it,s that even for an instant you could think otherwise. or that i allowed you to. -Roarke
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I wouldn't waste a day, not an hour, not a moment. Take what you want and damn caution. Live, enjoy. Feed ravenously. Or the biggest regret you'll have at the end of your life is wasted time.
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No. No, I don't believe you'd betray me with her. I don't believe you'd cheat on me. But I'm afraid, and I'm sick in my heart that you might look at her, then at me. And regret.
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You don't find time to write. You make time. It's my job.
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I said, you're the beat of my heart, the breath in my body, the light in my soul.
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First, I really believe that since writer is a term without genre, a good one should be able to write believable male and female characters.
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I've gotten to know a number of readers from being online, and really treasure the time I've spent with them.
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Now, I'll say this. I've never taking a course on writing. I've never read a book on writing. This isn't something that would work for me.
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I'll usually work until about four or five - take a short break mid day to run through the email that's come in or read and post on the boards.
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The very young and the very old often saw what others could not. Or would not.
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She raised her eyes to his. They had both come from misery, she thought, and survived it. They had been drawn together through violence and tragedy, and had overcome it. They walked different paths and had found a mutual route. Some things last, she thought. Some ordinary things. Like love.
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Who's with her?" Roarke asked, though he already knew. It was just like her. "With her? Oh, ah, hmmm. Webster." Silence fell, a clatter of broken bricks. Peabody folded her hands in her pockets and prepared for the explosion to follow. "I see." When Roarke simply turned back to the screen and continued, she didn't know whether to be relieved or scared to death.