You, have this whole tall, dark stranger thing going on. Not to mention the tortured artist bit. And you, have that whole blonde cool and collected perfect smart thing going on. You're the boy all the girls want to rebel with. You, are the unattainable girl in homeroom who never gives a guy the time of day.

So I just decided to relax into it, bumpy and crazy as it might be, and try for once to just go along for the ride.

Rogerson," I asked him sweetly as we sat watching a video in the pool house, "where would I find the pelagic zone?" "In the open sea," he said. "Now shut up and eat your Junior Mints.

Total commitment. You know, the idea of discovering something that, for all intents and purposes, goes against your abilities, and yet still deciding to do it anyway. That takes guts, you know?

But against love, the case was solid. Easily argued. And you could, indeed, hold it in your hand.

How weird that must be, to stay the same as everyone else changes.

I think whenever a writer is really enjoying themselves and liking what they are doing, that shows on the page.