Texting, Even Browsing The Internet - All

And Please God, Grant Me The Wisdom To Remember That I Am Writing For Children, Not Golden Stickers.

I Pictured My Mom, Alone In Our Little Apartment On The Upper East Side. I Tried To Remember The Smell Of Her Blue Waffles In The Kitchen. It Seemed So Far Away.

I Could Always See Myself Being A Teacher. I Remember Sitting In Class As A Kid, Listening To The Teacher And Thinking, You Know, I'm Pretty Sure I Could Explain That A Little Bit Better.

His Hair Was Permed And Gelled Like A New Jersey Girl's On Homecoming Night. Percy Jackson

The More You Know, The More You Try To Change Them, And That Can Be Disastrous.