Sugar And Caffeine. My Willpower Crumbled.

Yeah, Well,” Nico Said, “not Giving People A Second Thought…that Can Be Dangerous.

Far, Far Below, Red Liquid Bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil Ketchup? None Of The Posibilities Were Good.

I Think Every Writer Struggles In Some Way With Writers Block. The Trick Is To Plan Out What You Are Going To Say Beforehand. I Found Out That If You Make An Outline You're Much Less Likely To Get Blocked When You Get Into The Middle Of The Story.

Thanks For Not Freaking Out," I Said. "oh, I'm Freaking Out," Paul Promised, His Eyes Wide. "i Just Think It's Awesome!

How Does Galdoila Know About The Reward?" I Asked. "he Reads The Signs," Grover Said. "duh." "of Course," I Said. "silly Me.