30 Quotes About Indie Author

He looked at her, amazed with her sudden nerves. “Sweetheart… marrying was never on any list of mine.” He reached for her hand and held it tightly in his. “But marrying you… now that’s something different. Lucian Bane

El reproche y la culpa solo sirven para aprisionarnos y para no dejarnos avanzar. Miquel Reina

I didn't come looking for you the day you uninvitedly appeared on my doorstep How did we go from nonchalant conversation me waiting for you to turn me off with corny jokes and mind dumbing conversationto love To love and mind blowing chemistry that I've yet to make sense of What are you here to teach me? Maquita Donyel Irvin

The best songs are written through our anger. Even though feelings change over time, our lyrics will always remain inside the song as a way of reminding us how far and how much stronger we've become since then. Kastle King

What kind of person do you wish to be? A part of those who take action, who try the hardest, or of those who go with the flow? S.N. Lemoing

I beg your pardon. Sometimes, it's true I can be stubborn.' ' Sometimes?' she added derisively. ' Quite often, ' he tempered. S.N. Lemoing

You have to hold on and be patient. Pain lasts for a while, but you must leave room for happiness when you find it. S.N. Lemoing

For every blissful moment you must an anguish meet. BillieJo Williams

A wounded animal yet bears teeth BillieJo Williams

There was a feeling on the air like the eve of the end of the world. BillieJo Williams

The self-addressed stamped envelope. The representation of everything that was wrong with the old publishing industry. Alexei Maxim Russell

There was balance, harsh and violent like the noxious air in a swamp. But balance, nonetheless. Then somewhere in the fickle mists of creation came humanity, clawing and afraid, grasping and ambitious. Enveloped in a dangerous world, these creatures lived as scavengers; afraid of the greater things of the world. They were beset by disease, lack of claws or fangs, and the lack of habitat to call their own. Lefeyhdie had not provided any particular prey or plant for them to eat. These fleshy, naked beings were doomed to die of attrition. Curiously, these beings never stopped Doing, or Thinking. Breeding to strengthen their numbers. Sharpening rocks, shaping wood, gathering leaves and sticks for clothing and shelter. Eventually they had settlements of great number, crude but effective tools of war. Ancient forces began to pay attention to the growing incursion, plaguing them, slaying stragglers at night. But still the humans held on to the edge of the precipice, knuckles white with effort'. . T.P. Grish

Bah, he still saw the same stupidity. The image of the hanged man in the farming community of Yondern flashed through his mind. Now there was a war brewing between the Steelwielders and some foreign religion. More mindless loss over beliefs and mythology. But. he could not deny the noble features in his companions. Although Perfidian was too blithe and Elaina too didactic, they had risked their life to do what was right. He did owe them his life. He could not deny the nobility he saw in many different people, bits and pieces of nobility that shined through under pressure. The guards who risked their lives to protect the villagers, Markham who flew at the dangerous dwarf, swords flashing; even an Eruthian merchant who stopped in his journey to share tales with complete strangers'. . T.P. Grish

I found him between a reality and a nightmare. Shannon A. Thompson

The ocean swells around us. Sometimes, we are in a bowl of water and sometimes on the top of the lip. The horizon curves. We are sitting on top of the world. In theory, anyone is on the top of their world at every moment, given that the Earth is truly round. But, it’s hard to see that in a subway under New York City and completely obvious out here. Lexis De Rothschild

Affection is when we can't find any flaws in the other. Maybe I could if I really wanted to, but I don't want to, I accept you as you are. Erika M. Szabo

Nowadays, the Internet decides if you're good, not the big man in the big office. No matter how important that man thinks he is, everyone else knows that he's not important anymore, and the Internet decides these things, here in the modern age. Alexei Maxim Russell

Changing imagination into fiction is what I love to do. Eveli Acosta

Words raced thru his mind and his fingers ached to capture them all on paper. Eveli Acosta

If you can still write in spite of the fact that you're not getting paid, that nobody cares about what you're writing, that nobody wants to publish it, that everybody is telling you to do something else, and you still want to and you still enjoy it and you can't stop doing it...then you're a writer. Joanne Harris

If I had followed every urge I ever had, I would have had much more sex and killed a lot more people Tommy Cotton

Being on Facebook as an Author and listing your books is like being a tiny single word in a giant dictionary! If people don’t search for you they don’t find you. They don’t take notice of you. They don’t even know you exist! Thats the hard reality of Socialmedia! Lily Amis

Indie publishing lets me feed my inner control freak. Michelle M. Pillow

I never liked the influence of others when it came to feelings. I rather went through the painful process of analyzing everything half to death. Erika M. Szabo

When one is being driven to the edge, we either fight back or jump Dino KF Wong

My book sales are way down today. Also, I've received two scathing reviews. One of them calls me “a purveyor of insipid wet-dreams. Nenia Campbell