I Find Coming Up With A Title

If The Next Car Passed Is Blue, Violet Will Be Okay, She Thought. If It's Red, A Will Do Something Horrible To Her. She Heard A Growl Of An Engine And Shut Her Eyes, Afraid To See What The Future Might Hold. She'd Never Cared So Much About Anything In Her Life. Just As The Car Was Passing, She Opened Her Eyes And Saw A Mercedes Hood Ornament. She Let Out A Long Sigh, Tears Coming To Her Eyes Once More. The Car Was Blue.

I'm Sorry, Okay, I'm Not Perfect, But I'm Trying.

Ew, No!' Laurel Said, Brushing Past Him. Dracula Covered Half His Face With His Cape, Shunned Vampire-style, And Scooted Away To His Perch Behind The Counter.

Life Isn’t Worth Living If You’re Scared All The Time.

For Me, Writing For Younger Audiences And Writing For Adults Uses Two Different Halves Of My Brain.