Occupation: Author Birth: 1973
In new situations, all the trickiest rules are the ones nobody bothers to explain to you. (And the ones you can't Google.).
The strange thing about seeing someone for first time in nine years is the way they look totally different, just for a second, a split second, and th….
Maybe we should go on lots of double dates,” Cath said, “and then we can get married on the same day in a double ceremony, in matching dresses, and t….
You're wearing at least four different kinds of sweater." "This is a scarf." "You look tarred and sweatered..
You think I'm cute?" He said thinkly, pulling on her hand. She was glad he couldn't see her face. "I think you're..." Beautiful. Breathtaking. Like t….
Well,” she said. “I’m frustrated.” “Don’t make me angry-kiss you.” “Give me the laundry.” “Tempers rising, faces flushed … This is how it happens..
You don't know when you're twenty-three. You don't know what it really means to crawl into someone else's life and stay there. You can't see all the ….
I think I missed my window." "What window?" "My get-a-life window. I think I was supposed to figure all this stuff out somewhere between twenty-two a….
There was just no fear in her..
I didn't know love could leave the lights on all the time..
Nothing before you counts," he said. "And I can't even imagine an after." She shook her head. "Don't." "What?" "Don't talk about after." "I just mean….
To really be a nerd, she'd decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one..
It felt good to be writing in her own room, in her own bed. To get lost in the World of Mages and stay lost. To not hear any voices in her head but S….
He already knows what I look like," Cath said. "There's no point in being tricky about it now." "How is doing your hair--and maybe putting on some li….
The idea that you're hard to love is ludicrous..
I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it..
The me that's me right now is yours. Always..
What if Park realized that all the things he thought were so mysterious and intriguing about her were actually just … bleak?.
All through first and second and third hour, Eleanor rubbed her palm. Nothing happened. How could it be possible that there were that many never endi….
She’d majored in English, hoping that meant she could spend the next four years reading and writing. And maybe the next four years after that..
People tend to pair off that way, Cath thought, in matched sets..