I didnt write anything at all except book reports until I was in seventh grade, and then I wrote mostly poetry for myself.

I didnt write anything at all except book reports until I was in seventh grade, and then I wrote mostly poetry for myself.

...When this map was made, there was only empty forest in the south," Gran told Birle."Not empty," Granda corrected her. "The forest is never empty.

Hiding under the bed doesn't make the worry stop.

I love teaching; I love little kids.

People can be unimaginably foolish...and they can be unimaginably grand, at times.

Even the bad books I write are satisfying. I'm my least critical reader.