Every Life Is Finite, Will.

The Great Thing About Writing For A Younger Audience Is That They Will Give It To You Straight With Their Responses. They'll Tell You Exactly What They Liked And Didn't Like, And When They're Enthusiastic, They're Unashamedly Enthusiastic. They'll Talk To You About Your Characters As If They Were Real People, Which Is Wonderful.

Excuse Me, Bane?" Said Roderick Morgenstern. "are You Attending?" "i'm So Sorry," Magnus Said Politely. "somebody Incredibly Attractive Just Came Into The Room, And I Ceased To Pay Attention To A Word You Were Saying.

Yes?" Said Clary, Her Voiced Sharply Edged. "since I Found Out What? That He's A Killer Transvestite Who Molests Cats?" "no Wonder That Cat Of His Hates Everyone.

Perhaps Not," Said Will, Who Had Ears Like A Bat's. "but I Would Make A Radiant Bride.

Look, It's Easy To Outsmart A Werewolf Or A Vampire," Jace Said. "they're No Smarter Than Anyone Else. But Faeries Live For Hundreds Of Years And They're As Cunning As Snakes. They Can't Lie, But They Love To Engage In Creative Truth-telling. They'll Find Out Whatever It Is You Want Most In The World And Give It To You—with A Sting In The Tail Of The Gift That Will Make You Regret You Ever Wanted It In The First Place." He Sighed. "they're Not Really About Helping People. More About Harm Disguised As Help.