“Let him grow up, Regan. Quit fighting the inevitable. For Christ's sake, Jeremy's nearly a man.""Haven't you heard? Twenty's the new twelve.""Only from overprotective, control-freak mothers.”
―
Lisa Jackson,
Ready to Die
“Fear was a fist in her chest, squeezing her heart into her throat.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“Fear wrapped its calloused fingers around her heart, squeezing hard.” ― Lisa Regan, Her Mother's Grave
“Many rapes went unreported because it was just too difficult for the victims to tell their stories over and over” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“It’s not so much the press as the unthinking masses who take everything they read to heart.” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“In the nowhere place between sleeping and waking, it was easy to imagine” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“Sometimes family hurt you far worse than any depraved stranger.” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“She saw him go, like the coil inside a lightbulb fades; the flicker of life in his eyes dimmed until there was nothing left but empty glass orbs.” ― Lisa Regan, The Girl With No Name
“attention. Billy lit his second cigarette from the end of his first one and flicked the butt to the ground as Linc heaved himself off his bike. Billy felt the heat of his gaze. Then heard his gravelly voice. “You’re that hang-around, aren’t you? The one’s been sittin’ at the bar lately.” “Yeah,” Billy answered, “I—” but his words were swallowed up by sounds his brain couldn’t quite process right away. A rush of air, a squeal of tires, the screech of metal against metal, and the howl of” ― Lisa Regan, Her Final Confession
“You can’t always be all roses and sweetness,” she had always told Josie. “That don’t get shit done.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“She imagined herself as a fire, starting out slow and growing until she lit up the whole room. When he opened the door she would burst—an explosion of grief, hate, and anger.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“Lisette Matson’s gnarled hands shuffled the deck of playing cards like a magician.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“He picked up the knife, flipped it open, and used the tip of it beneath my chin to hold my head up. I looked into his eyes. Wild eyes. Green and brown. I’d seen them before.” ― Lisa Regan, Aberration
“Recipe for a Perfect Wife, the Novel INGREDIENTS 3 cups editors extraordinaire: Maya Ziv, Lara Hinchberger, Helen Smith 2 cups agent-I-couldn’t-do-this-without: Carolyn Forde (and the Transatlantic Literary Agency) 1½ cup highly skilled publishing teams: Dutton US, Penguin Random House Canada (Viking) 1 cup PR and marketing wizards: Kathleen Carter (Kathleen Carter Communications), Ruta Liormonas, Elina Vaysbeyn, Maria Whelan, Claire Zaya 1 cup women of writing coven: Marissa Stapley, Jennifer Robson, Kate Hilton, Chantel Guertin, Kerry Clare, Liz Renzetti ½ cup author-friends-who-keep-me-sane: Mary Kubica, Taylor Jenkins Reid, Amy E. Reichert, Colleen Oakley, Rachel Goodman, Hannah Mary McKinnon, Rosey Lim ½ cup friends-with-talents-I-do-not-have: Dr. Kendra Newell, Claire Tansey ¼ cup original creators of the Karma Brown Fan Club: my family and friends, including my late grandmother Miriam Christie, who inspired Miriam Claussen; my mom, who is a spectacular cook and mother; and my dad, for being the wonderful feminist he is 1 tablespoon of the inner circle: Adam and Addison, the loves of my life ½ tablespoon book bloggers, bookstagrammers, authors, and readers: including Andrea Katz, Jenny O’Regan, Pamela Klinger-Horn, Melissa Amster, Susan Peterson, Kristy Barrett, Lisa Steinke, Liz Fenton 1 teaspoon vintage cookbooks: particularly the Purity Cookbook, for the spark of inspiration 1 teaspoon loyal Labradoodle: Fred Licorice Brown, furry writing companion Dash of Google: so I could visit the 1950s without a time machine METHOD: Combine all ingredients into a Scrivener file, making sure to hit Save after each addition.” ― Karma Brown, Recipe for a Perfect Wife
“Regan Pescoli, will you marry me?” “I can’t wait,” she whispered, her heart soaring as the weight of the decision lifted, all of her doubts scattering to the four winds. “And, let me tell you this, Santana. I’m serious about this, okay? This time it’s forever. So don’t even think about backing out of the marriage. Otherwise I might just have to shoot you.” ― Lisa Jackson, Ready to Die
“While you’re busy worrying about one thing, something totally different comes along and clobbers you!” ― Lisa Regan, Local Girl Missing
“All day, every day, we make these decisions, and we make them from a place that assumes that the world is reasonably safe. We make risk assessments all day long, and those assessments are based on experience and expectations that don’t necessarily involve murderers or drunk drivers.” ― Lisa Regan, Her Deadly Touch
“Joy, comfort, care, acts of love—they weren’t givens in this life, not by a mile but if you found them, if you created them, it was worth the work.” ― Lisa Regan, Watch Her Disappear
“Lesko’s house is only four more blocks in” ― Lisa Regan, Her Deadly Touch
“Fear was a fist in her chest, squeezing her heart into her throat.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“Fear wrapped its calloused fingers around her heart, squeezing hard.” ― Lisa Regan, Her Mother's Grave
“Many rapes went unreported because it was just too difficult for the victims to tell their stories over and over” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“It’s not so much the press as the unthinking masses who take everything they read to heart.” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“In the nowhere place between sleeping and waking, it was easy to imagine” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“Sometimes family hurt you far worse than any depraved stranger.” ― Lisa Regan, Finding Claire Fletcher
“She saw him go, like the coil inside a lightbulb fades; the flicker of life in his eyes dimmed until there was nothing left but empty glass orbs.” ― Lisa Regan, The Girl With No Name
“attention. Billy lit his second cigarette from the end of his first one and flicked the butt to the ground as Linc heaved himself off his bike. Billy felt the heat of his gaze. Then heard his gravelly voice. “You’re that hang-around, aren’t you? The one’s been sittin’ at the bar lately.” “Yeah,” Billy answered, “I—” but his words were swallowed up by sounds his brain couldn’t quite process right away. A rush of air, a squeal of tires, the screech of metal against metal, and the howl of” ― Lisa Regan, Her Final Confession
“You can’t always be all roses and sweetness,” she had always told Josie. “That don’t get shit done.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“She imagined herself as a fire, starting out slow and growing until she lit up the whole room. When he opened the door she would burst—an explosion of grief, hate, and anger.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“Lisette Matson’s gnarled hands shuffled the deck of playing cards like a magician.” ― Lisa Regan, Vanishing Girls
“He picked up the knife, flipped it open, and used the tip of it beneath my chin to hold my head up. I looked into his eyes. Wild eyes. Green and brown. I’d seen them before.” ― Lisa Regan, Aberration
“Recipe for a Perfect Wife, the Novel INGREDIENTS 3 cups editors extraordinaire: Maya Ziv, Lara Hinchberger, Helen Smith 2 cups agent-I-couldn’t-do-this-without: Carolyn Forde (and the Transatlantic Literary Agency) 1½ cup highly skilled publishing teams: Dutton US, Penguin Random House Canada (Viking) 1 cup PR and marketing wizards: Kathleen Carter (Kathleen Carter Communications), Ruta Liormonas, Elina Vaysbeyn, Maria Whelan, Claire Zaya 1 cup women of writing coven: Marissa Stapley, Jennifer Robson, Kate Hilton, Chantel Guertin, Kerry Clare, Liz Renzetti ½ cup author-friends-who-keep-me-sane: Mary Kubica, Taylor Jenkins Reid, Amy E. Reichert, Colleen Oakley, Rachel Goodman, Hannah Mary McKinnon, Rosey Lim ½ cup friends-with-talents-I-do-not-have: Dr. Kendra Newell, Claire Tansey ¼ cup original creators of the Karma Brown Fan Club: my family and friends, including my late grandmother Miriam Christie, who inspired Miriam Claussen; my mom, who is a spectacular cook and mother; and my dad, for being the wonderful feminist he is 1 tablespoon of the inner circle: Adam and Addison, the loves of my life ½ tablespoon book bloggers, bookstagrammers, authors, and readers: including Andrea Katz, Jenny O’Regan, Pamela Klinger-Horn, Melissa Amster, Susan Peterson, Kristy Barrett, Lisa Steinke, Liz Fenton 1 teaspoon vintage cookbooks: particularly the Purity Cookbook, for the spark of inspiration 1 teaspoon loyal Labradoodle: Fred Licorice Brown, furry writing companion Dash of Google: so I could visit the 1950s without a time machine METHOD: Combine all ingredients into a Scrivener file, making sure to hit Save after each addition.” ― Karma Brown, Recipe for a Perfect Wife
“Regan Pescoli, will you marry me?” “I can’t wait,” she whispered, her heart soaring as the weight of the decision lifted, all of her doubts scattering to the four winds. “And, let me tell you this, Santana. I’m serious about this, okay? This time it’s forever. So don’t even think about backing out of the marriage. Otherwise I might just have to shoot you.” ― Lisa Jackson, Ready to Die
“While you’re busy worrying about one thing, something totally different comes along and clobbers you!” ― Lisa Regan, Local Girl Missing
“All day, every day, we make these decisions, and we make them from a place that assumes that the world is reasonably safe. We make risk assessments all day long, and those assessments are based on experience and expectations that don’t necessarily involve murderers or drunk drivers.” ― Lisa Regan, Her Deadly Touch
“Joy, comfort, care, acts of love—they weren’t givens in this life, not by a mile but if you found them, if you created them, it was worth the work.” ― Lisa Regan, Watch Her Disappear
“Lesko’s house is only four more blocks in” ― Lisa Regan, Her Deadly Touch
