I give people If You Came Softly when they demand proof that novels for teens can be as good as the best novels for adults.

Really, according to the shrinks, I am angry at everyone ever. Especially them. I am all anger and resentment all the time. Not one of them has ever suggested that maybe I lie because the world is better the way I tell it.

I am not Nostradamus.Nor would I want to be. I'm convinced being able to tell the future is the worst superpower. I'd rather be invisible and being invisible never ends well. Just read H. G. Wells!

Some worked in collaboration with each other to produce comics as well as short stories.I was partnered with Anita Roy. We critiqued each other's stories. Hers is a corker: future Masterchef. I chortled. There's not a single dud in Eat the Sky.

I think I've finally learned to stop worrying about how big the gaps are between my novels' publication.

I love blogging, even though apparently it's still dying, and hate it when I have too much going on to do so regularly.

I'm almost back to being able to write as much as six hours a day .