I'll Let You And Zia Have Some

For Thousands Of Years, You Humans Have Been Throwing In Everything As You Come Across--hopes, Dreams, Wishes That Never Came True. Irresponsible Waste Management, If You Ask Me.

Then There Were The Shabti, Magical Figurines That Were Supposed To Come To Life When Summoned. A Few Months Ago, I’d Fallen For A Girl Named Zia Rashid, Who’d Turned Out To Be A Shabti. Falling In Love For The First Time Had Been Hard Enough. But When The Girl You Like Turns Out To Be Ceramic And Cracks To Pieces Before Your Eyes—well, It Gives “breaking Your Heart” A New Meaning.

I Enjoy Writing For Both Kids And Adults, Though I Think I'm Better At Children's Stories Because I Was A Teacher For So Long, And I Know That Audience Well. The Process Is No Different Whether I'm Writing For Children Or Adults. Really, The Elements Of Making A Good Story Are The Same.

Laistry....i Can't Even Say That. What Would You Call Them In English?" "canadians.

I Woke To A Bucket Of Ice Water In My Face. “sadie! Get Up,” Zia Said. “god!” I Yelled. “was That Necessary?” “no,” Admitted Zia.