On Her Daughter, Jessica: Kids At Her

There. Maybe If You're Lucky, You'll Get A Scar! That's What You Want, Isn't It?

Angelina, Alicia, And Katie Suddenly Giggled. "what?" Said Wood, Frowning At This Lighthearted Behavior. "he's That Tall, Good-looking One, Isn't He?" Said Angelina. "strong And Silent," Said Katie, And They Started To Giggle Again. "he's Only Silent Because He's Too Thick To String Two Words Together," Said Fred Impatiently.

My Readers Have To Work With Me To Create The Experience. They Have To Bring Their Imaginations To The Story. No One Sees A Book In The Same Way, No One Sees The Characters The Same Way. As A Reader You Imagine Them In Your Own Mind. So, Together, As Author And Reader, We Have Both Created The Story.

My Head Of House Said I Lacked Certain Necessary Qualities...like The Ability To Behave Myself.

Do You—do You Think I Want To—do You Think I Give A—i Don't Care What You Have To Say!" Harry Roared. "you Will," Said Dumbledore Sadly. "because You Are Not Nearly As Mad At Me As You Ought To Be. If You Are To Attack Me, As I Know You Are Close To Doing, I Would Like To Have Thoroughly Earned It.