Occupation: Writer Birth: 1976
I'll teach you how to defend yourself, how to maim a man. We can use Po as a model.' 'Wonderful,' Po said. 'It's quite boring really, the way you bea….
Alone with Giddon again, Bitterblue considered him, rather liking the mud streaks on his face. He looked like a handsome sunken rowboat..
A consciousness was like a face you saw once and forever recognized..
She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creat….
If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories." Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories..
It hurt her eyes, almost, Ror City; and it didn't surprise her that Po should come from a place that shone..
Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the gut, worrying about his P's..
Would you please do me the honor of telling me WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON?.
Well then," Roen said briskly, "are you sleeping?" "Yes." "Come now. A mother can tell when her son lies. Are you eating?" "No," Brigan said gravely.….
You're beautiful this morning," Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. "You're impossibly sweet in my shirt." That might be but she felt….
You can't help whom you love, Lady. Nor can you know what it's liable to cause you to do..
Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand, beyond words and thought. She unde….
I don't want to love you if you're only going to die..
I've liked you better when Katsa's around," Giddon said. "She's so rotten to me that you seem positively pleasant in contrast..
And of course she understood now why her body wanted to run whenever he appeared. It was a correct instinct, for there was nothing to be got from thi….
Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue..
Maybe it was for the best that she'd been so foolish, for if she'd known how hard this would be, perhaps she wouldn't have done it..
Ivan had contrived somehow in the dark of night to replace every watermelon in the watermelon patch with a gravestone, and every gravestone in the en….
I wanted you to go away, because it hurts to be with you when I can't see you." - Po.
That was what they did with themselves, those two Gracelings, along with a small band of friends: They stirred up trouble on a serious scale—bribery,….
Now we just need to find someone who is close to the king but is really a spy for Mydogg." "That should be easy. I could probably shoot an arrow out ….