To live without risk for me would be tantamount to death.
Although we didn't invite Lucinda, she arrived anyway-with a gift. "No need," Char and I chimed together. "Remember when you were a squirrel," Mandy said.
I had to share a room with my sister, who is five and a half years older than I am. We didn't get along well, and I felt that I had no privacy. So books were my privacy, because no one could join me in a book, no one could comment on the action or make fun of it. I used to spend hours reading in the bathroom -- and we only had one bathroom in our small apartment!
I didn't write professionally at first. It took me nine years to get anything published. At the beginning I mostly wrote picture books, which were rejected by every children's book publisher in America. The first book of mine to be accepted for publication was ELLA ENCHANTED, and not one but two publishers wanted it. That day, April 17, 1996, was one of the happiest in my life.
If beginnings terrify you, or if you just plain don't like writing them, or if they bore you, skip 'em.
Luck was with me. I saw no spiders. Luck was against me. I saw no specters.
I shan't marry a prince!
War is the supreme drama of a completely mechanized society.
Joy is all there is. The rest is a preoccupation of the ego, unworthy of your holy mind.
The voice does go up in a poem. It is an address, even if it is to oneself.
If you asked her (Margaret Thatcher) about Sinai, she would probably think it was the plural for sinus.