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No matter what you do, someone always knew you would.

~ Ami Mckay

Ami Mckay Gossip Small Town Truth Wisdom

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.

~ Jess C. Scott

Jess C. Scott Adolescence Asian Asian Fetish Boy Boyfriend Erotic Fiction Girl Girlfriend Life Media Popular Culture Reflection Sex Sexuality Short Story Small Town Society Teen Teenage Teenage Girl Teenage Love Teenage Sex Teenagers Wisdom

It's difficult being an intellectual in a bread and butter sort of town.

~ Anonymous

Anonymous Intellectual Intelligence Small Town Wisdom

He was both her hero and enemy. She was his best student and biggest regret.

~ R E Mullins

R E Mullins A Vampire To Be Reckoned With Book Series Books By R E Mullins Contemporary Romance Small Town Vampires

As a rule, she didn’t like boys very much, but she had to admit, Charlie was actually pretty nice.

~ Sarah Weeks

Sarah Weeks Boy And Girl Friends Friendship Kidlit Middle Grade Middlegrade Nice Guys Slice Of Life Small Town

I wish I could run away,” Rudger told Jersey as they both rushed in and out of various patients’ rooms, darting around like little ants. “I can’t leave and be on my own though, not right now, anyway.”“Why?” asked Jersey, waving her flashlight in mid-air.Rudger froze for a second, a regretful haze emanating from his eyes. “It’d break her heart if I left.”“Ain’t that normal? For parents to have mixed feelings about their kids growin’ up?”“Not for me, it isn’t.”Jersey made a pitying face in his direction. “So, you wanna keep bein’ towed around with your mom, livin’ in a gross town like Danvers?”“Is there a choice?”“Yeah, there sure is. You can run away and try to be a whole person before it’s too late, or you can live with mommy dearest forever and turn into Norman Bates.

~ Rebecca Mcnutt

Rebecca Mcnutt Angst Backwater Danvers State Drama Emotional Friendship Gross Heaert Heartbreak Mental Hospital Mommy Normal Norman Bates Parent Rebellion Runaway Rural Small Town Teen Roance

Being bigheaded can be as irritating and as dangerous as being small-minded.

~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Mokokoma Mokhonoana Above Oneself Aphorism Aphorisms Aphorist Aphorists Arrogance Arrogant Bigheaded Bigoted Bigotry Blinkered Close Minded Cocksure Cocky Complacent Conceit Conceited Conservative Danger Dangerous Dyed In The Wool Full Of Oneself Funny Hidebound Hilarious Humor Humorous Humour Illiberal Inflexible Insular Intolerant Inward Looking Irritate Irritating Irritation Joke Jokes Mean Spirited Myopic Narrow Minded Parochial Petty Pleased With Oneself Prejudiced Provincial Puffed Up Satire Self Important Self Satisfied Set In One S Ways Shortsighted Small Minded Small Town Smug Too Big For One S Boots Too Big For One S Britches Uncharitable Unimaginative Vain Vainglorious Vanity

Sometimes it was hard to breathe, knowing how small my world could be. Maybe in San Francisco it wouldn't feel like the universe was conspiring to keep me in a bubble.

~ Heather Demetrios

Heather Demetrios Alone Aloneness Bubble California City Dream Dreamer Escape Loneliness Lonely San Francisco Small Town Universe World

Alford, Massachusetts: Mandy stood there with her old Nikon film camera, snapping photo after photo of the rural landscape. It was difficult to describe the wonderful feeling of there not being a single cell phone in sight; the only modern technology around was the faint blue glow of a cathode ray tube television in the window of a nearby house, and a few cars and trucks parked in crumbling gravel driveways. She was allowed to see this place, one that would likely be ruined by the 21st century as time went on… places like these were extremely hard to find these days. A world of wood-burning cookstoves and the waxy smell of Paraffin, laundry hung out to dry, rusty steel bridges over streams that reflected the bright blue skies, apple pies left out on windowsills… a world of hard work with very little to show for it aside from the sunlight beaming down on a proud community. And Mandy wanted to trap it all in her Kodak film rolls and rescue it from the future.

~ Rebecca Mcnutt

Rebecca Mcnutt Barnyard Cell Phone Cook Stove Country Digital Earth Farm Film Future Glow Grim Kodachrome Kodak Laundry Love Massachusetts Missing Nikon Nostalgic Past Peace Photography Pie Small Town Television Texting Traditional

This town of churches and dreams; this town I thought I would lose myself in, with its backward ways and winding roads leading to nowhere; but, I found myself instead. -Magic in the Backyard (excerpt from American Honey)

~ Kellie Elmore

Kellie Elmore Coming Of Age Country Finding Yourself Inspiring Journey Literature Magic In The Backyard Poetry Prose Short Stories Small Town Southern

It’s an immense night out there, wheeling and windy. The lights on the street and in the houses against the black wetness, little unilluminating glints that might be painted on it. The town seems huddled together, cowering on a high tiny perch, afraid to move lest it topple into the wind.

~ Sinclair Ross

Sinclair Ross Canada Depression Despair Frustrated Frustration Isolation Prairie Small Town Thegreatdepression

This was a normal town once, and we were normal people. Most of us worked at the plastics factory on the outskirts of town. Then one day there was an accident... something escaped from the factory, a yellow gas. It floated over the town so fast that we didn't see it, didn't realize... and then it was too late, and Dark Falls wasn't a normal town anymore.

~ R.l. Stine

R.l. Stine Accident Creepy Dark Falls Death Factory Gas Grief Living Dead Murder Normal People Plastics Poison Pollution Small Town Townsfolk Yellow Zombie

I'm the girl who's desperate to get out of her small town because if she doesn't she knows she'll die. She knows her soul will start to rot, like fruit gone bad.

~ Heather Demetrios

Heather Demetrios Cities City Desperate Dream Dreamer Escape Girl Small Town

Small-town boy meets big-time evil.

~ Dean Koontz

Dean Koontz Boy Evil Odd Thomas Small Town

For the record, you would've been my first one night stand.

~ Robin Bielman

Robin Bielman Contemporary Romance Small Town

You're gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.

~ Joya Ryan

Joya Ryan Brazen Contemporary Romance Cowboy Small Town

I must say, cowboy, I'm impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.

~ Joya Ryan

Joya Ryan Brazen Contemporary Romance Cowboy Small Town

You want a wild ride, J.J.? I'll give it to you, hard and slow until you scream my name.

~ Joya Ryan

Joya Ryan Brazen Contemporary Romance Cowboy Small Town

I don’t want to go home yet.” He twisted at the waist and patted the seat behind him. “Take a walk on the wild side with me.

~ J.m. Stewart

J.m. Stewart Bad Boy Contemporary Romance Good Girl Motorcycle Small Town

Before she could ponder what on earth he meant or come up with a proper response, he took their charade a step further.He kissed her.

~ J.m. Stewart

J.m. Stewart Bad Boy Contemporary Romance Good Girl Small Town

How old are you?”“Old enough to know better, but still young enough to do it again.

~ J.m. Stewart

J.m. Stewart Bad Boy Contemporary Romance Good Girl Motorcycle Man Small Town

Doubt filled her eyes. “What are we betting for, anyway?”He hadn’t thought about that, but it took his brain all of three seconds to come up with an answer. He knew damn well what he wanted from her. Had for years.“A kiss.” The words slipped from his lips before he could stop them, but once out, he didn’t want to take them back. “One kiss after you come back and see she’s all right.

~ J.m. Stewart

J.m. Stewart Childhood Friends Contemporary Romance Playboy Secret Baby Small Town

Alice wondered if her mother was aware that she wasn’t the only one in town who’d come down with a bad case of Blueberry Fever.

~ Sarah Weeks

Sarah Weeks Competition Cooking Food Kidlit Middle Grade Middlegrade Mothers And Daughters Slice Of Life Small Town

It's one thing to develop a nostalgia for home while you're boozing with Yankee writers in Martha's Vineyard or being chased by the bulls in Pamplona. It's something else to go home and visit with the folks in Reed's drugstore on the square and actually listen to them. The reason you can't go home again is not because the down-home folks are mad at you--they're not, don't flatter yourself, they couldn't care less--but because once you're in orbit and you return to Reed's drugstore on the square, you can stand no more than fifteen minutes of the conversation before you head for the woods, head for the liquor store, or head back to Martha's Vineyard, where at least you can put a tolerable and saving distance between you and home. Home may be where the heart is but it's no place to spend Wednesday afternoon.

~ Walker Percy

Walker Percy Home Homecoming Nostalgia Small Town

If I was going to spend the next day in jail for obstruction of justice, I'd better get a good nights sleep.

~ Kathi Daley

Kathi Daley Animals Cozy Mystery Dogs Halloween Holidays Small Town

The real core of this book is about the open secrets that can fester in a community until an outsider raises questions.

~ J. Alexander Greenwood

J. Alexander Greenwood Murder Mystery Series Pilate S Cross Small Town

If looks could kill, she’d be a dead woman.

~ Leslie Meier

Leslie Meier Cozy Mystery Murder Newspaper Reporter Small Town Tinker Cove

She was halfway through the revolving door when the thought hit her; she was the one who had seen Junior and Luther fighting before the banquet. She was the one had told Detective Sullivan. Overcome with guilt, she grabbed Ted’s arm and faced him. “It’s because of me,” she said. “Junior was arrested because of me!

~ Leslie Meier

Leslie Meier Boston Newspaper Conference Cozy Mystery Murder Newspaper Reporter Small Town

Fruit of the Poisonous Tree, The True Story of Murder in a Small Town, begins on a steamy August night with two teenagers, brother and sister, on an evil mission deep in a rural Michigan forest. For one desperate moment headlights appear on the lonely access road. Will they be found out? Thus the story of one of state’s strangest criminal cases unfolds. Girl breaks up with boyfriend. He turns violent. She disappears without a trace. Then state police investigators set out on what at first looks like a fool’s journey. The story is colored by a bizarre Ouija board death prophesy and the roles of two psychics, a former practicing witch and a handsome young artist who is suspected of Satanism. The canny and elusive suspect taunts police and seems always to be one step ahead of them. When a key witness is daunted by uncharacteristic injuries, a mysterious medium tells him he is the victim of black magic practiced by the suspect’s grandmother. And when, after eight years, the suspect finally is brought to trial, he is represented by a Roman Catholic priest.

~ Richard W Carson

Richard W Carson Black Magic Murder Psychic Powere Small Town

A scattering of pinpoint lights shows up in the blackness ahead. A town or village straddling the highway. The indicator on the speedometer begins to lose ground. The man glances in his mirror at the girl, a little anxiously as if this oncoming town were some kind of test to be met.An illuminated road sign flashes by: CAUTION! MAIN STREET AHEAD - SLOW UP The man nods grimly, as if agreeing with that first word. But not in the way it is meant.The lights grow bigger, spread out on either side. Street lights peer out here and there among the trees. The highway suddenly sprouts a plank sidewalk on each side of it. Dark store-windows glide by.With an instinctive gesture, the man dims his lights from blinding platinum to just a pale wash. A lunch-room window drifts by. (Jane Brown's Body)

~ Cornell Woolrich

Cornell Woolrich Driving Night Small Town Small Town Life Small Towns

The talks were like blood transfusions, moments of realness and hope that were pinpricks of light in the dark fabric of small-town life.

~ Gayle Forman

Gayle Forman Friendship Girls Sleepovers Small Town Small Towns

Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year's time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding. In dazzling profusion, Colleton ripened in a gauze of sweet gardens and the town ached beneath a canopy of promissory fragrance.

~ Pat Conroy

Pat Conroy Landscape Nostalgia Small Town South Carolina Spring

Wendy’s house, unlike many in Cape Breton, had three floors, along with a basement and attic. Aside from Wendy’s bedroom, there was a laundry room. The dirty water in the sink would rush from the washer hose, bubbling up, threatening to overflow, but it never did. Next-door was a motel with a neon sign that read in turquoise and pink, “We have the best rates in town!”, but the ‘E’ in ‘rates’ kept flickering on and off day and night so that every few seconds it would switch to, “We have the best rats in town!

~ Rebecca Mcnutt

Rebecca Mcnutt Attic Bedroom Best Bubble Canada Cape Breton Funny Hotel House Inn Laundry Room Motel Neon Nostalgia Odd Pink Poor Quaint Rat Rates Rats Sink Small Town Strange Sydney Turquoise Weird

As usual, small towns like this were full of those who needed entertainment and whilst money was difficult to earn, the philosophy of giving the people what they wanted, which Franco lived by, had paid dividends.

~ Christopher Byford

Christopher Byford Entertainment Entertainment Industry For A Price Fun Giving The People What They Want Illusion Manipulation Need Small Town Small Towns Trickery

In the great cities we see so little of the world, we drift into our minority. In the little towns and villages there are no minorities; people are not numerous enough. You must see the world there, perforce. Every man is himself a class; every hour carries its new challenge. When you pass the inn at the end of the village you leave your favourite whimsy behind you; for you will meet no one who can share it. We listen to eloquent speaking, read books and write them, settle all the affairs of the universe. The dumb village multitudes pass on unchanging; the feel of the spade in the hand is no different for all our talk: good seasons and bad follow each other as of old. The dumb multitudes are no more concerned with us than is the old horse peering through the rusty gate of the village pound. The ancient map-makers wrote across unexplored regions, 'Here are lions.' Across the villages of fishermen and turners of the earth, so different are these from us, we can write but one line that is certain, 'Here are ghosts.' (Village Ghosts)

~ W.b. Yeats

W.b. Yeats Ghosts Minority Small Town Small Towns Town Towns Village Villages

Living in a small town [in India] was like living in a glass house!

~ Mallika Nawal

Mallika Nawal Glass House India Intrusion Intrusive Poking Nose Small Town Small Town Life

Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon after their three o'clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum. The day was twenty-four hours long, but it seemed longer. There's no hurry, for there's nowhere to go and nothing to buy...and no money to buy it with.

~ Harper Lee

Harper Lee Heat Small Town South Summer

The young of the town, preoccupied with their own germinating angst, which each possessed in varying degree (though few were ever fully aware of its existence), felt no particular connection to the land, its people, its structures, or its history. As such, they had no inclination to defend its invisible borders from declared enemies within or without. They desired only escape from this small village, which each viewed as an existential prison built upon the antiquated expectations of their parents and their parents’ parents. And because of their invisible bondage, the young of this town were possessed by a quiet rage. But this rage laid torpid and inert within them, dulled to sleep by the tired repetition of nothing happening over and over and over again, day after day after day.This is the story of one of those young people, and the terrible things that happened to her, and the terrible things she did as a result.

~ P.s. Baber

P.s. Baber Angst Small Town Teen Teenagers

Puttin’ on a cowboy hat & a pair of boots doesn’t make you country, Like puttin’ on a ball gown & glass heels won’t make me Cinderella.

~ Kellie Elmore

Kellie Elmore Cinderella Country Country Life Cowboys Cowgirls Life Love Small Town Southern Southerners Tennessee The South

Where everyone knows your name, and a safe place to raise a family.

~ Terri Haynes Roach

Terri Haynes Roach Family Name Safety Small Town
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