Be good now, Potty...Weasel King.
He must have known I'd want to leave you." "No, he must have known you would always want to come back.
Harry looked down and saw deep green mountains and lakes, coppery in the sunset.
The idea that we could have a child who escapes from the confines of the adult world and goes somewhere where he has power, both literally and metaphorically, really appealed to me.
I had an old typewriter and a big idea.
Every writer prefers good reviews over bad ones, and every writer wants to have lots of readers. But if it doesn't happen, that's fine too. Perhaps I won't throw a party then; I'll simply go home and keep writing.