Part of the gift I gave Ed tonight. Thrilled that he liked it so much! I worked really hard on this book. :)
As a young songwriter, I would put a lot of pressure on myself. I’d write a line and then aggressively backspace because I was like, “This isn’t a representation of you!” or “This is weird!” I would just censor myself so heavily. I felt like there wasn’t room for me to write a bad song or write something that didn’t necessarily fit with my vibe or whatever. I think if I were to go back I would be much easier on myself. Write all kinds of stuff, man. Don’t be afraid to cast your net wide creatively, ’cause I think that’s the only way you’re gonna learn about yourself as a writer.
“My mom’s told me, ever since I was born, that if I kiss my true love, he’ll die.”
“Don’t laugh, you—” Blue was going to say bastard but it felt too strong and she lost the nerve.
“Well, it’s just a very precautionary-sounding sort of thing, isn’t it? Don’t date or you’ll go blind. Kiss your true love and he bites it.”
“It’s not just her!” Blue protested. “Every psychic or medium I’ve ever met tells me the same thing. Besides, my mom’s not like that. She wouldn’t just play around with something like that. It’s not pretend.”
“Sorry,” Gansey said, realizing she was genuinely annoyed with him. “I was being a dick again. Do you know how he’s supposed to die, this unlucky guy?”
“Ah. Devil’s in the details, I guess. So you just kiss nobody, in a precautionary way?” He watched her nod. “That seems grim, Jane. I won’t lie.”
Wow! That was fast. Nice!
I’m very grateful for where I came from and the way things worked out. I already feel like I’ve come a long way.
I get really nervous when people are like, ‘I saw you in a trailer! I saw you on TV!’ Genuinely, my cheeks get red.
The Argent family has been around for over 400 years. A powerful, wealthy, aristocratic family of werewolf hunters.