"All it takes is one generation to brainwash a population and convince them that reality doesn't exist.”- Prodigy

Tell me there is still good in the world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.

And that’s when I realize that, at the end, we’d all wish for the same thing. Just a little more time.

We determine whether a book is for boys or girls long before the reader gets a chance to decide: we package them with soldiers and ballet slippers on their covers, war machines and glittering gowns.

I am a hopeless pantser, so I don't do much outlining. A thought will occur to me, and I'll just throw it into the story. I tell myself I'll worry about untangling it later. I'm glad no one sees my first drafts except for my poor editor and agent.