Fail Big If You Have To, But

I Started Trying To Write When I Was In Second Or Third Grade.

"don't Let Go!" He Orders. Harper's Hand Is Dry And Soothing, While Mine Is Sweaty With Fear. We've Never Held Hands Before. I Think About What It Means In The Village When Boys And Girls Only A Few Years Older Then Harper And Me Wander Around With Their Hands Clasped Together. They're Always Peering Dreamily Into Each Other's Eyes, Sneaking Sky Kisses...and Soon After, There's A Wedding.

Generally I Finish A First Draft In 2-6 Months, Then I Set It Aside For A While So That When I Come Back To It I Can Read It With Fresh Eyes And Figure Out How To Improve It.

I Don't Know What You Two Are Up To," Hobart Said. "but You Be Careful Now, You Hear? Don't Do Anything I Wouldn't Do." "well Now, That Doesn't Restrict Us Very Much, Does It?" Mark Teased Back.

I Was Lucky Enough Not To Face Any Required Summer Reading Lists Until I Went To College. So I Still Think Of Summer As The Best Time To Read For Fun.