Niten's eyes didn't move, but a trace of a smile curled his lips. "I do not need my eyes to tell me where I'm going." "I have no idea what that means," Josh said. "Is it like some sort of ninja trick?" Niten shot Josh a warning look. "Whatever you do, don't mention-" It was too late. In the backseat Aoife stirred. "Ninjas," she spat. "Why is everyone so obsessed with ninjas? They were never that good. And they were cowards, sneaking around in their black pajamas, stabbing their victims with poisoned darts. I hate ninjas-they have no honor.

I am thrilled when I read about fans using my stories as springboards to read about either the historical characters or the myths and legends in the books.

I don't want somebody sucking up to me because they think I am going to help their career. I want them sucking up to me because they genuinely love me.

We're all homos. Homo sapiens.

When you've lived as long as I have, nothing much surprises you.

Wait. Look. Notice. If you keep those three words in mind, you just might survive the next few days.

In fact, writing for younger adults is tougher. They remember everything and if they spot a problem, they'll be sure to let you know.