How is it that a person could be so relieved and so disappointed, both at the same time.

He didn't seem to realize that three excuses was as good as no excuse.

As much as I'm drawn to writing about teenage girls, I like the idea of having the freedom to branch out and write about different ages, for different ages.

Besides being asked why I write about young characters, I am often asked how I write about young characters. How do I throw myself across the chasm of full adulthood to relive that period? I guess I don’t, really. Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.

Luck never gives; it lends.

How is it that a person could be so relieved and so disappointed, both at the same time.

She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.