I started off like everyone else does, slogging but having a compulsion to put words on paper. I didn’t write or read horror or fantasy, other than children’s fantasy, until I was in my teens.

Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn’t I choose the lesser good?

I just don’t believe in helping people who are going to torture me. Though I don’t see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?

who me?”anita blake seriesby: Laurell K Hamilton

I shook my head. “I’m good, Nicky helped.”Nicky looked at Edward. “She’s having one of those what-if-killing-feels-really-good, doesn’t-that-make-me-a-bad-person moments.” Edward nodded as if that made perfect sense. “Then it feels good. We can’t really control...

I cannot say how strongly I object to people using other people’s writing as research. Research is non-fiction, especially for horror, fantasy, science fiction. Do not take your research from other people’s fiction. Just don’t.

Lust has less logic than love, sometimes, but it’s easier to fight.

The truth may not set you free, but used carefully, it can confuse the hell out of your enemies.

Grimes believed in what he did, with no doubts. Though he was older than me by over a decade, I suddenly felt old. Some things mark your soul, not in years but in blood and...

He squeezed my shoulder and smiled at me.I realized that I hadn’t kissed him hello, I always kissed him hello. Of course, I was still covered in blood and other bodily fluids, and none of...

Watching St John rock his wife’s body was not part of my job description. Honest. I sat down on the stairs where I could see the door, the hallway, and the stairs as far as...

I went to Marion College for writing and I was kicked out of the writing school. I was asked to leave the writing program because I was corrupting the other students.

He held Saraid the rest of the way home, and in a way she held him right back, because sometimes and especially for a man, being able to be someone’s big strong shoulder to cry...

Death, especially violent death, will turn the meanest bastard in the world into a nice guy. Why is that?

Ethan gave me an admiring look that wasn’t about sex, but about that guy moment when they realize you are not just another pretty face, but maybe, just maybe you can be cute, petite, and...

Believe this, Bitch.

I like conventions. I like meeting and greeting. I’m perched on that edge where I’m getting more attention than I quite know what to do with, though.

I try not to worry about rewriting books that worked well the first time. I’m too busy writing new books to worry about things that are already in print.

Death didn’t bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.

You can’t kill us all, human.’ He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. ‘True, but who’s going to be first in line?

If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it.

He’d kill you all right. No sweat. But for the wrong reasons. Amateur’s reasons. Of course, you’ll be just as dead.

I think that my vampires in general were influenced by my being allowed to watch the Hammer vampire films. Vampire Circus, also shown as Circus of Fear, was one of those movies.

There is some comfort in killing that which has hurt you, but it is cold comfort. It’ll destroy things inside of you that the original pain wouldn’t have harmed. Sometimes it’s not a question of...

There’s Only so much emotional super glue in a person’s soul, that everything just stays broken.

In real life I do violence, but for psychic stuff I do other things better.

Sometimes it would be nice not to have to do my best. Sometimes it would just be nice not to have a crisis to deal with. – Anita Blake

Who says these things? I will crush their jaws and see them choke on their own lies!”The outrage on his face, the trembling rage of him—I took it for the compliment it was. I realized...

I am a very linear thinker, so I write beginning to end. I write hundreds of pages per book that never make it into print.

Lately, when I didn’t have room to bitch, I didn’t. Maturity, at last.

The rule is that if they have a weapon and want to take you someplace else, it is so they can kill you slower–Peter

Sex was never as neat as the movies made it. Real sex was messy. Good sex was messier.

I sounded like Horton the Elephant. “A person is a person no matter how small.” What the hell was I doing standing in the middle of a cave, in the dark, surrounded by wererats, quoting...

You either mellow at 30, or your head explodes – take your choice.

I’ve lost track of the number of people who want to be writers but never actually write anything. Talking about writing, dreaming about writing, can be very fun, but it won’t get a book written....

His eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to laugh. I hate it when people find my threats amusing.

I look like a biker slut from hell meets soldier of fortune pinup.

When God ignores you, the devil starts looking good.

Some days you go bear hunting and you get eaten. Some days you come home with a nice rug to roll around on, and bear steaks. What they don’t tell you as a kid is...

Most of the monsters… are based on some sort of mythology. Every culture and even some geographical areas have monsters and mythology that is their own.

Revenge was always the easy part; the hard part was living with it afterward.

The truth is so often disappointing, or ugly; don’t you find that, ma petite?

I am not a morning person.

Vampires were always either trying to kill me, or own me. God I hated being popular.

You’d think a sociopath assassin wouldn’t have a fan following but he does.

I guess, what I’m saying is that when I’ve been this surprised by my own characters and world, all bets are off.

You lie like butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth, Edward.”He smiled. “I don’t lie to you.””Really,” I said.The smile became a grin. “Okay, not most of the time, anymore.” His face sobered. “I’m not lying...

Hope will lie to you, but lust is what it is; it never lies.

Because everything worth having hurts.

I knew what was like to finally be seduced by the thing you hunted. Mine just happened to be a more traditional seduction. Okay, at least I was still among the living.