All Things Happen For A Purpose.

And Then They Were Kissing. Something Exploded Within His Chest Burning Away The Tension And Confusion And Fear. Burning Away The Hurt Of Seconds Earlier. For A Moment It Felt Like Nothing Mattered Anymore. Like Nothing Would Matter Ever Again.

I Really Love Middle-grade. Middle-grade Books Have A Little More Of A Magical, Light-hearted Feel. You Can Be A Little Bit More Quirky, You Can Have A Little More Humor. It Doesn't Get So Dark And Deep.

Thomas Swallowed, Wondering How He Could Ever Go Out There. His Desire To Become A Runner Had Taken A Major Blow. But He Had To Do It. Somehow He Knew He Had To Do It. It Was Such An Odd Thing To Feel, Especially After What He'd Just Seen... Thomas Knew He Was A Smart Kid- He Somehow Felt It In His Bones. But Nothing About This Place Made Any Sense. Except For One Thing. He Was Supposed To Be A Runner. Why Did He Feel That So Strongly? And Even Now, After Seeing What Lived In The Maze?

You'll Work Hard To Create Characters That Are Compelling And Unforgettable. But In The End, It's The Story That Matters.

Your Demons Are Always With You, Skale Answered. His Voice Seemed Even Raspier Than The Day Before. Don't You Understand That By Now? Always With You, Impossible To Escape. But You Never Can Guess How They Might Manifest Themselves.