If You don't give readers what they want, they'll be mad at you. If you give them what they do want, they'll be even more mad at you.

But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?

What would demons," she said, "want with our microwave?

If You don't give readers what they want, they'll be mad at you. If you give them what they do want, they'll be even more mad at you.

I keep in touch with my fans by keeping a blog online and I try to answer questions every day. I also have a twitter and a facebook. I think that social networking gives authors a unique insight in the minds of their fans and for me that is very valuable.

Okay. I've got a good one." Simon stroked Isabelle's hair feeling her lashes flutter against his neck as she closed her eyes. "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

Everything we need to know is locked up in your head, under those pretty red curls." Clary reached up to touch her hair protectively. "I dont think-" "So what are you going to do?" Simon asked sharply. "Cut her head open to get at it?