He reads histories and mythologies and fairy tales, wondering why it seems that only girls are ever swept away from their mundane lives on farms by knights or princes or wolves. It strikes him as unfair to not have the same fanciful opportunity himself. And he is not in the position to do any rescuing of his own.
Erin MorgensternI have had affairs that lasted decades and others that lasted for hours. I have loved princesses and peasants. And I suppose they loved me, each in their way.
Erin MorgensternI don't always write in order, so composing multi-book stories could get complicated.
Erin MorgensternYou look like a ghost," Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it. "You appear the same way to me, so which of us is real?
Erin Morgenstern