“I like it,” I said. “The material’s so heavy, though. I may turn into a sweat monster.” — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
Beginning authors often get in their own way … They forget that they’ve been telling stories since they could talk. … The important thing… — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
“Turned out there was some big, bad Wolf in my good boy after all.” — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
“Straightening, I asked, "What do you believe in?" "Old love songs, best friends, the collected works of J.R.R.Tolkien, crispy pork egg rolls with just… — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
Bridget adds, "Did Anyone bring a weapon?" "Confiscated," Zach admits for both of us. Vesper holds up her metal fingernail file. "They didn't take… — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
That's when it happens. Maybe it was my argument. Maybe it was my scary zeal. Whatever the reason, as soon as Megan whistles, the crowd is on its feet. They're blowing bubbles. They're raising their lighters high. They're cheering through their fangs... For Dawn Summers, for themselves and each other, for every sibling who got tossed into a situation beyond… — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share
Vampires don't live at all," she points out, "neither do we." She has me there. "Fine, I'll go. But when Kurt leads his minions… — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
Besides, humans aren't prey. They are our natural enemies. They are to be avoided. — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
“I like it,” I said. “The material’s so heavy, though. I may turn into a sweat monster.” — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
It was funny, though, the things you didn't learn about people until after they died. — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
“She seems to think being cryptic is some kind of substitute for having a decent personality.” — Cynthia Leitich Smith Copy Share Image
