“After a little bit, [the wolf] heard a human voice call out from inside the house, "Little Red Riding Hood, is that you? Have you come to visit your Granny?" But since the wolf didn't speak human, he guessed what… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share Image
Those Grimm brothers," she said with a sigh, "they'll never amount to anything." And she was right because all they ever became was writers. — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
Then, early, early, early in the morning-just as in countless Disney films-I heard a rooster crow. But guess what? They don't do it just… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
The wolf sniffed beneath the door to be sure this was a human cottage. The scent was undeniable. No pigs, except in bacon form.… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
Number one rule for fiction: Coincidence can be used to worsen a characters predicament, but never to solve his problems. — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
“That's very kind of you," she said bitterly, for she no longer believed in kindness. "And you're willing to do this...why? Because you're fond… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
“Still,” I said, “I am sorry. But I was desperate to rescue my sister.” “I understand,” the sagging dragon assured me. He explained, “I,… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
“And there was this sweet-looking little old lady with her white hair in a bun and everything, the typical grandmother type, and she was… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
There, close enough to spit on--if I'd been a barbarian and inclined to spit--was the dragon. — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
A [reformed] vampire ... mostly tries to make reparation for his previous evil by doing good deeds-most commonly, apparently, going into the crime solving business. — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
“Number one rule for fiction: Coincidence can be used to worsen a character’s predicament, but never to solve his problems.” — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
She sighed. Loudly. "Physical appearance is not what is important." Yeah right. Tell that to any girl who hasn't bothered to put on a… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
Giannine--What are they going to do: smack me on the head with a pamplet? — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
“After a little bit, [the wolf] heard a human voice call out from inside the house, "Little Red Riding Hood, is that you? Have… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share
They'd poisoned me, dammit. Probably to trade my dead body to the barbarians for Wulfgar's safe return. Or maybe just for the fun of… — Vivian Vande Velde Copy Share