Who Are You?" Ethan Nakamura. I Have

My Eighth Grade Teacher, Mrs. Pabst, Had Done Her Master's Thesis On Tolkien. She Showed Me How The Trilogy Was Patterned After Norse Mythology. She Was Also The First Person To Encourage Me To Submit Stories For Publication. The Idea Of Writing A Fantasy Based On Myths Never Left Me, And Many Years Later, This Would Lead Me To Write Percy Jackson.

That Sounded About As Likely As Apophis And Ra Becoming Facebook Buddies, But I Decided Not To Say Anything.

Percy Looked At His Friends. “i’m Getting Tired Of This Guy’s Shirt.

Grover Didn't Say Anything For Awhile. Then, When I Thought He Was Going To Give Me Some Deep Philosophical Comment To Make Me Feel Better, He Said, "can I Have Your Apple?

Oh...my...god,"drew Whimpered."who..." Anubis Ignored Her (bless Him For That) And Held Out His Elbow For Me - A Sweet Old-fashioned Gesture. " May I Have This Dance?" "i Suppose," I Said,as Non Committally As I Could. I Looped My Arm Through His, And We Left The Plastic Bags Behind Us, All Of Them Muttering,"oh My God! Oh My God!" No ,actually, I Wanted To Say. He's My Amazingly Hot Boy God. Find Your Own.