I eat broccoli. I think about the plot. I pace in circles for hours, counter-clockwise, listening to music. I try to think of one detail in the scene I’m about to write that I’m really excited about writing. Until I can come up with that one detail, I pace.
I don’t want to go out hunting for dismal topics to write about.
It’s a very 18th-century thing to have a book broken into several volumes.
I was someone who really loved fantasy novels and science fiction novels.
I can’t tell you how irritating it is to be an atheist in a haunted house.
One of the series I like is D.M. Cornish’s ‘Monster Blood Tattoo,’ in which he creates a whole language. Kids who are reading that are building a language in their heads. There’s no real cognitive difference. I think kids are excited by language, and they’re not always given credit for that.
Older teens tend to write to me and say, ‘Thank you for not writing down to teenagers.’
I think kids are excited by language, and they’re not always given credit for that.
I’ve always enjoyed that kind of thing – thinking about the production of narrative and why it is that when we read a novel, we don’t notice the fact that someone who might be very close-mouthed or tight-lipped is perfectly willing to tell us a story in 600 or 700 pages.