Back when I taught middle school and wrote adult mysteries, my students often asked me why I wasn't writing for kids. I never had a good answer for them. It took me a long time to realize they were right.

Like water leaking through a dam," said Piper. "Yeah," smiled Percy. "We've got a dam hole." "What?" Piper asked. "Nothing," he said. "Inside joke.

Curse us eh/I'll make you pay!/I don't want to rhyme all day!

I've always liked the idea that writing is a form of travel. And I started my writing career as a mystery novelist for adults.

I couldn't help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke's arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn't save my friend.

I thought maybe he was seeing another tree. - Juniper

Hi,” Piper said, as casually as she could. “We’re back.