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The Ghostwriter The Ghostwriter by A.R. Torre
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“Between two naive and innocent souls, anything can happen. Soulmates or Tragedy. And sometimes, both.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“There is nothing like young love. It comes at a time before the heart knows to protect itself, when everything important is raw and exposed—the perfect environment for a soul-sucking, heart-crushing burst.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“Funny what you find out about people when they leave you. Or when your mind stops making excuses for all of their clues.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“That is how life is, it gives us burdens to carry and doesn’t give a damn about the weight. We shoulder it or we break.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“There is something soothing about the act of writing, a drug that lures you into another world, but then forgets to stop, and sometimes carries you all the way into sleepdom.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“When You Say You Are Going to Do Something, Shut the Hell Up and Do It.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“We all have a Happily Ever After, each story just needs to pick the right time to claim it.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“This is why I avoid men. This is why I avoid people in general. We are a disgusting, foul race, only a few centuries past smearing our faces with feces and dancing for rain.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“You can become anything,” I say to her. “Make sure that you don’t become selfish, unimaginative and dumb.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“In New York, if you invite random strangers in for tea, you’ll be raped and dead within a week. I think that’s almost the way it should be; we should all have a healthy fear of each other.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“There is nothing like young love. It comes at a time before the heart knows to protect itself, when everything important is raw and exposed—the perfect environment for a soul-sucking, heart-crushing burst. It burns brightest, hits hardest, and touches deepest. It’s why Facebook flames erupt two decades later between high school sweethearts. Between two naive and innocent souls, anything can happen. Soulmates or Tragedy. And sometimes, both.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“There is nothing like young love. It comes at a time before the heart knows to protect itself, when everything important is raw and exposed—the perfect environment for a soul-sucking, heart-crushing burst. It burns brightest, hits hardest, and touches deepest. It’s why Facebook flames erupt two decades later between high school sweethearts. Between two naive and innocent souls, anything can happen. Soulmates or Tragedy. And sometimes, both.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“But back then, I only dreamed about, yearned for, and wrote about love. I didn't realize what a brutal beast it could be.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“Some people are just having a misfire of judgment or control. But other people are letting you see a bit of the rotten person inside. Their cruel or stupid behavior is a gift of sorts, because it lets you see the real person that they are beneath.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“We are authors, and our lives are not the ones we live, but rather the characters that we create.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“He doesn’t know anything yet. He knows I fell for a boy. He knows I had a baby. All he knows are the first lines of a song. He hasn’t even heard the melody yet.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“a bookworm without friends, a condition worthy of concern.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“I’d decided to believe him, but I’d never trusted him again.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“Something stops in my chest, and the guilt is almost impossible to breathe through. I tighten my fingers around the pen and force myself to lower it to the page.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“I delete the last line, and then the entire paragraph. Lies. I am forgetting that this is not an ordinary novel, that I can’t take fictional liberties, can’t provide clues, or lead the readers down a path I didn’t travel.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“It had been love. From the very beginning. Wild. Crazy. Senseless. Love”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“that’s what infuriates me about the woman, even more than her perfectly pouty lips and incessant publicity. She’s wasting her talent. She could be giving us more.”
Alessandra Torre, The Ghostwriter
“It’s not that hard to write a book. The words are easy. What’s difficult is the ability to breathe life into them.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“There is nothing like young love. It comes at a time before the heart knows to protect itself, when everything important is raw and exposed—”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“She came here, staked out in my home, listened to my diagnosis, yet she wants her own pity party, one that starts with an accusatory question and ends with a clinical diagnosis, one where I am to blame, and she is the victim.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“Maybe it’s something between two artistic minds, the writing process a bonding one, a type of personal interaction that her contracts and deadlines can’t compare to.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“He won’t stop spending, and I only watch and say nothing. Our house fills with things; I close the door to my office and write. The more I earn, the more he spends.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“It was an incredible trip, even if Simon and I did fight on the ride home. Even if he did let her order chicken fingers and soda off the French restaurant’s menu—robbing her of a rare opportunity for culture. Instead, she ate tan sticks of chicken that had been nuked in a microwave somewhere, with a side of fries. Not even poutine. Just plain old French fries, dipped in fat globs of”
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“My mind can’t move off the fact that Marka, the blonde siren of romance, is this crumpled old pile of masculinity. The fingers that drum the table before me, scarred and cracked, with short nails and knuckle hair, are the ones that wrote The Virgin’s Pleasure.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter
“He left his wedding ring on the kitchen counter, along with divorce papers and a note. I don’t love you enough. I’m a pretty cold, emotionally distant individual, but even my black heart can tell you that’s just wrong.”
A.R. Torre, The Ghostwriter

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