Simon's walls were covered in what looked like pages ripped from a comic book, but when I squinted, I realized they were hand drawn. Some were black-and-white, but most were in full color, everything from character sketches to splash panels to full pages, done in a style that wasn't quite manga, wasn't quite comic book.
Kelley ArmstrongRae burned me. She has matches or something. Look, look..." Tori pulled down the collar of her T-shirt. "Leave your cloths on, Tori," Simon said, raising his hands to his eyes. "Please.
Kelley ArmstrongAll right, then. Emergency medical situation, take two.โ He leaped to his feet, staggered, keeled over, then lifted his head weakly. โChloe? Is that you?โ He coughed. โDo you have my insulin?โ I placed it in his outstretched hand. โYou saved my life,โ he said. โHow can I ever repay you?โ โUndying servitude sounds good. I like my eggs scrambled.โ He held up a piece of fruit. โWould you settle for a bruised apple?โ I laughed.
Kelley ArmstrongYoung writers need to be encouraged to write - just write - with no restrictions on form, style or content.
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