I come to writing the same way I come to teaching, which is that my goal is always to create life-long readers.

What did he say?" Hazel asked. "With the cussing removed? He said he can get us to the top," Percy replied.

Far, far below, red liquid bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup? None of the posibilities were good.

If you've ever tried ba travel, I wouldn't recommend it-- unless of course you fancy turning into a phantom chicken and rafting uncontrollably through the currents of the Duat.

Wha-what?" Her eyes fluttered open. "Nothing," I shouted. "We're being followed by a slaying machine. Go back to sleep.

Ever had a flying burrito hit you? Well, it's a deadly projectile, right up there with cannonballs and grenades.

Sadie, I can't intervene." He turned up his palms in frustration. "I told you when we first met, this isn't an actual physical body." "Shame," I mumbled. "What?" "Nothing. Go on.