10 Quotes & Sayings By Joanne Mcclean

Joanne McClean is the author of over twenty-five best-selling novels, including her last three stand-alone novels; "The Holiday Season", "Slater", and "The Summer I Found You". Her historical romances, which include "Love You Through The Ages" and "Love You Through the Years", have been translated into numerous languages. McClean’s works include a contemporary romance series about a woman who finds herself in love with a stranger from another time, who appears to be from the past. In addition, her romance series focuses on a man who finds himself in love with a woman from his past. McClean’s other series features a young woman who finds herself in love with a strong man from a different time period. McClean’s other popular series features a mother and daughter pair whose world gets turned upside down when they find an unexpected lover Read more

McClean’s novels have been praised by Publishers Weekly as “wonderfully written” and have been featured as “Top Picks” by USA Today. In addition, USA Today featured "Love You Through The Years" as one of its best-selling books of the month. McClean has also been featured as one of USA Today’s “Hot Picks.” McClean lives in Georgia with her husband and family.

She has worked as a newspaper reporter for many years before going into full-time writing.

Reading feeds the soul, writing nourishes it!
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Reading feeds the soul, writing nourishes it! Joanne McClean
I smiled at him, “It’s okay, boys can be dumb.”...
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I smiled at him, “It’s okay, boys can be dumb.” Alex smirked, “Yeah, and girls can drive you crazy. Joanne McClean
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What is life if you don't have a dream to chase? Joanne McClean
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Caleb dumped me on my birthday, Before I’d ordered an entrée, “ What a dick! ” some might say! But don’t you worry my little sheep, I am not sad and will not weep, For Caleb Jones is a cheat! He two-timed me with some ho, Whose name is Kacey ‘Slut’ Munroe! But I don’t care about my foe, For I have found a brand new guy, My Blue Eyed, Mr Berry Pie! And I know, he won’t make me cry, For I did fall under his spell, To him, I am his gorgeous Belle, So Caleb Jones can go to Hell! . Joanne McClean
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He looked at me intently before speaking. “Why do you do that?” I frowned at him. “Do what?”“ Push everyone away.” Danny told me simply. I was a little stunned and when I didn’t say anything, Danny continued on.“ Darcie, what are you so afraid of? Why do you shut people out?” He looked at me searchingly.“ Because it’s easier that way! ” I yelled at him suddenly and he looked taken aback. I took a deep breath to calm down and added, “And I don’t like feeling vulnerable.” Danny stared at me. “Being vulnerable is nothing to be ashamed of Darcie …it’s what makes us human.” I shook my head furiously. “No! Being vulnerable makes you weak — just like every other emotion … if you allow yourself to care, you only end up getting hurt.” Danny threw me a consoling look. “But there’s nothing wrong with caring —”“No! ” I interrupted angrily. “I don’t want to care! You only end up getting hurt … and it hurts so bad that you can’t breathe. I don’t want to feel like that. I don’t want to feel at all! It’s just easier to shut everyone out … if you don’t care about them — you won’t get hurt! . Joanne McClean
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Your greatest enemy is your own relection Joanne McClean
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Ah, shit. She’s been crying. This is not good. I swear to God, a girl crying is fucking blackmail. It just makes you feel so damn guilty — no matter if you’ve done anything wrong or not — and have the bizarre urge to make her feel better. Joanne McClean
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Danny looked stunned. “But what about the people who care about you?” I shook my head. “They shouldn’t waste their time … I’m not gonna change. I can’t be fixed Danny! ” I wiped ferociously at the tears that were falling down my cheeks and threw him a challenging look. “I’m not trying to fix you Darcie.” Danny told me softly, his eyes boring into mine. “But you have to realise that everyone’s a little bit broken and all they need is someone to help fill in the holes and cracks — that’s all. Joanne McClean
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One quick glance around the room and I realise that I have somehow stumbled into a wannabe serial killer convention. Every single person in the room looks as if they are concealing a weapon of some sort. My heart thuds rapidly in my chest as I sneak past an elderly man who grins lecherously at me, flashing his gold tooth. Oh dear God, I’m going to die! First, I get dumped — on my birthday no less — and now I’m going to get knifed in some seedy bar!. Joanne McClean