The cookie maker needs someone to look out for him.

Don't fall into the trap of having to have everything perfect to write or wait until the mood strikes you. If you want it as a job, treat it like a job, and just as you don't go to work only when you feel like it, you have to condition yourself to sit and write even when the ideas don't flow.

...treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can't until you do understand.

Jenks squinted at me, and when Trent nodded, the pixy gestured sourly to Bis to get on with it. A four inch man ruled us all.

I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.

I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.

You!” she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al)