Monday 6 May 2013

Jean Ellroy

        She quoted a dead playwright and called me a bullet with nothing but a future. She understood my lack of self-pity. She understood why i despised anything that might restrict my forward momentum. She knew that bullets have no conscience. They speed past things and miss their marks as often a they hit them.

My Dark Places
James Ellroy
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