This was good, except that now I had two crazed, burning zombies standing between me and the exit, plus another one that wasn’t on fire. I had not thought this plan through at all.

Forever is a really long time, you know? What do you do with forever?" "The same thing you do when you don't have forever." He smiled wanly. "Live.

I don't want to be famous per se, but I want to write books for as long as I can. And I plan on writing a lot.

When I was a little kid, before I learned how to write, I would tell stories.

You know what would be fun? Nobody wants to play Guitar Hero. But you can play the Beatles! You loved the Beatles!

Cause I lit him on fire,” I shrugged and brushed dust from my pants.

As I drifted off to sleep, I could hear him breathing, and that definitely helped me relax.