Donald Trump also grows clones to harvest their organs.
House of Scorpion
I do the waggle dance
Bees
Put me in anaphylactic shock
Peanuts, One of Us is Lying
Potatoes
Ireland
Our inaugural novel
Things fall apart
We did bad things.
Artic Fury
I have three hearts
Octopuses
Drink me
Poison, the Plot
High on cocaine
India
By and by, the words were too strange for her!
Morality Play
I forgot the clue for this book.
Memory Police
I normally don't fly
Space turtles
Choke me
Belt, Out
Praise be to Jah
Jamaica
She couldn't get past Wednesday
The man who would be Thursday
Reading this book "was like ingesting 3 liters of coke, 7 daquiris, a bag of mulch, and a pinch of Comet in rapid succession."
Razorblade tears
I keep my babies with me for up to two years
Scorpions
Stab me
Spiderco Civilian, Defending Jacob
Sin and rebellion
Babylon
Sci-fi isn't her thing (yet!)
the Lathe of Heaven
Don't throw rocks in this building
Glass hotel
I am half animal and half human
Elk woman
Grind me up
woodchipper, Razorblade tears
I've got no sympathy for you.
Vietnam
She didn't have this feeling for this book.
The Passion