Where's Marcus, Destroyer of Lives, going to meet us?

You sadistic pansycake.

It's not often real that you encounter the real person behind a good-natured mask, the darkest part of someone. It's not comfortable what you do.

Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich

Maybe it's a little depressing to think that my vision of a perfect world is actually so messed up, but I think it means that I don't really understand what 'perfect' is.

I know that I'll be writing for young adults for a long time. Mostly because I just love the readers and the teachers and librarians that I interact with.

I suppose everything is bound to look different when you aren't on your way to die.