Bliss is the ocean, a towel on the sand, the sun out, the chance to swim in waves or walk dragging a stick behind you, a good book, a cold drink.
All of us create our own versions of an event, of our lives, even, not because we're liars, necessarily, but because we can only see and understand the truth from our own viewpoint, and a shifting viewpoint at that.
Although I love snow, it messes things up terribly around Seattle, with all of our hills. I worry about my loved ones driving.
Like all kids with divorced parents, I have an abundance of holidays.
I was a book lover from the beginning. I loved, love, words and images and ideas, the ways a book can make you feel things deeply or help you understand something you never even knew there were words for.
I wrote one book, signed with a good agent, and sat back and waited for the phone to ring. I was sure that the great news would come at any moment. Four books later, I finally got that call.
Writers are troubled about finding time to write and writer's block and publicizing books that aren't books yet. They agonize over how to write and what to write and what not to write.
I long for books; I am utterly greedy about them.
I would eat fruitcake if there'd been a nuclear war and I'd run out of canned goods.
All of my books come from something that I happen to be working out at a given point in my life. It's kind of self-therapy.
I've never met a popcorn ball I didn't like.
My dream was, and always had been, to write a book. To be a writer.
You never know how - or when - the idea for a book will appear.
Becoming a YA author was actually a very lucky accident. When I wrote the 'Queen of Everything,' I thought it was a book for adults.
I became a writer because I love books, and I believe in their power.
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