Occupation: Author Birth: June 5, 1964
Whasthat!" "Um ... those are the toilets..
I turned and faced the Olympians. "We need a shroud," I announced, my voice cracking. "A shroud for the son of Hermes..
I tried to think of something to say. Excuse me? Hello? Marry me? Anything would have done..
Two hundred Romans, and no one’s got a pen? Never mind!" He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Roma….
Your lifeline...oh, the burning stick. Right." Leo resisted the urge to set his hand ablaze and yell: BWAH HA HA!.
It is," I said. "And it's not even difficult. But I need your promise on the River Styx." "What?" Dionysus cried. "You don't trust us?" "Someone once….
Leo: I'm almost out of gas! Woah, that came out wrong. I meant the burning kind!.
You’re probably thinking: Wait, you just charged in without a plan? But Annabeth and I had been fighting together for years. We knew each other’s abi….
Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate.
Our problems started in Dallas, when the fire-breathing sheep destroyed the King Tut exhibit..
The way to beat Luke," he said. "If I'm right, it's the only way you'll stand a chance." I took a deep breath. "Okay. I'm listening." Nico glanced in….
I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips..
We heard the army before we saw it. The noise was like a cannon barrage combined with a football stadium crowd- like every Patriots fan in New Englan….
Writing 'Book 1: The Maze of Bones' didn't feel much different than writing one of my other novels, but I thought it was very innovative to offer the….
She stared at me. "Fly, ;ole, in an airplane, which you were warned never to do lest Zeus strike you out of the sky, AND carrying a weapon that has m….
Even the gods couldn't devise a fates so twisted..
Akhlys lunged at Percy, and for a split second he thought: Well, hey, I’m just smoke. She can’t touch me, right? He imagined the Fates up in Olympus,….
Now the tattoos," Zia announced. "Brilliant!" I said. "On your tongue," she added. "Excuse me?.
Love conquers all," Aphrodite promised. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan War and get….
Writing is like a sport. If you don't practice, you don't get any better..
I sat up in bed. "What did he say?" Tyson groaned, still half asleep. He was lying facedown on the couch, his feet so far over the edge they were in ….