For me, writing for younger audiences and writing for adults uses two different halves of my brain.

I understood we used to be close. But they were like books i'd read two summer ago; I knew I'd liked them, but I couldn't tell you now what they'd been about.

The sweetest smiles hold the darkest secrets.

She still felt like a punked-out, faux-leather-wearing, free-thinking Bratz doll in a sea of Pretty Princess of Preppyland Barbies.

My sister had blown out the candle in our breath.That meant our wishes were definitely going to come true

Hide and seek was my favorite game with Melissa. You want to know why? I always won.

The air smelled like a mélange of everyone's perfume and hair products, with a slight undertone of booze.