A monster. You and your friends, all of you. Pretty monsters. It's a stage all girls go through. If you're lucky you get through it without doing any permanent damage to yourself or anyone else.

It's very unlikely that a writer is going to make a living by writing. So then the question is: how do you balance work, life, and writing? If you find out, please tell me.

I think that we want to be led slightly astray when we're being told a story. Just a little wrong footed.

The Customer isn't always right. Sometimes the customer is an a**hole. That's the first rule of retail.

When you're Dead ... you stay up all night long.

Nobody tells her to shut up. It would be pointless. Amy has a large heart and an even larger mouth. When it rains, Amy rescues worms off the sidewalk. When you get tired of having a secret, you tell Amy. Understand: Amy isn't that much stupider than anyone else in the story. It's just that she thinks out loud.

Look. All books are weird when you think about it.... It goes without saying that real life is also weird.