I love slow readers. And readers who think about what I've written, think about how it's written - and copy me!
Jacqueline WoodsonI loved and still love watching words flower into sentences and sentences blossom into stories.
Jacqueline WoodsonSeems like every time life starts straightening itself out, something's gotta go and happen.
Jacqueline WoodsonI actually don't think of whiteness and heterosexuality as 'the norm'. Maybe there are people who still do but none of them are close friends of mine.
Jacqueline WoodsonA long time ago, Anne used to talk about energy - how that was all that love was - ions connecting across synapses of time and air. Don't rationalize, she'd say. None of it will ever make sense. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, not wanting to cry. Anne was right. None of it made any sense.
Jacqueline Woodson