It almost made me long for the flying pig. --Percy

I think every writer struggles in some way with writers block. The trick is to plan out what you are going to say beforehand. I found out that if you make an outline you're much less likely to get blocked when you get into the middle of the story.

She blinked. "Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you?" "What did... he looked like a guy. So?" "A good-looking guy, or a slobbering dog-headed guy?" "I guess... Not the dog-headed guy." "I knew it!" Sadie pointed at me as if she'd won an argument. "Good-looking. I knew it!" And with a ridiculous grin, she spun around and skipped into the house. My sister, as I may have mentioned, is a little strange.

I've found peace here at the co-op. You could stay with us, if you want. Become a ROFLcopter.

You're cute when you're worried, your eyebrows get all scrunched together.

We ran, plowing through another pile of peppers. [No, I didn't pick a peck of them, Sadie - just shut up.]

One basketball to rule them all,” Leo muttered.