Ramona stepped back into her closet, slid the door shut, pressed an imaginary button, and when her imaginary elevator had made its imaginary descent, stepped out onto the real first floor and raced a real problem. Her mother and father were leaving for Parents' Night.

I wanted to be a ballerina. I changed my mind.

Don't stop now. Go ahead! Be readers all of your lives. And don't forget, librarians and teachers can help you find the right books to read.

She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.

I enjoy writing for third and fourth graders most of all.

I am not a pest," Ramona Quimby told her big sister Beezus.

I was an only child; I didn't have a sister, or sisters.