Quotes from Julie Schumacher

On our hall we have one of everything: a resident musician, a genius, a motherly figure, a baby, a village idiot, a prostitute, a drunk, and the mildly insane.

Kentrell had an innuendo-filled manner of speaking

Dean Philip Hinckler was prone to semi-sentences that expired, half-finished, in rhetorical cul-de-sacs.

his writing had stalled (the market perhaps saturated at last with egotistical male writers);

Fitger behaves like more of an ass than he actually is.

She must have read Shaw's story a few years before. Yes, that must have been it. She had read the story and clearly enjoyed it, to the extent that she had copied it, verbatim, into a notebook reserved for that purpose. Then, finding an assignment due for my class, she had paged through said notebook, stumbled across Shaw's narrative, and forgotten that Shaw, rather than Tara Tappani, was its rightful author. A simple mix-up.

Ostensibly, he was doing his assistant a favor, but he was aware, given the ravenous look that Lincoln Young occasionally gave him, that the favor he preferred would be for his supervisor to die and free up a job.