Hail And Farewell, My Brother.

Clary: "aren't They Supposed To Be Hiring Someone Else To Train Me Full-time Anyway?"

And Now, I’m Going To Sleep. I’ll See You In The Morning, He Said To Simon. “you,” He Said To Jace, “well, I Guess I’ll See You Around. You’re The First Shadowhunter I’ve Ever Met.” “that’s Too Bad,” Said Jace, “since All The Ones You Meet From Now On Will Be A Terrible Letdown.” Kyle Rolled His Eyes And Left, Banging His Bedroom Door Shut Behind Him.

Stop. I Don't Do You Favors, Alec. I Do Things For You Because - Well, Why Do You Think I Do Them?" Something Rose Up In Alec's Throat, Cutting Off His Response. It Was Always Like This When He Was With Magnus. It Was As If There Were A Bubble Of Pain Or Regret That Lived Inside His Heart, And When He Wanted To Say Something, Anything, That Seemed Meaningful Or True, It Rose Up And Choked Off His Words. "i Need To Get Back To The Ship," He Said, Finally.

Write What You Want To Read. So Many People Think They Need To Write A Particular Kind Of Book, Or Imitate A Successful Style, In Order To Be Published. I've Known People Who Felt They Had To Model Their Book On Existing Blockbusters, Or Write In A Genre That's Supposed To Be "hot Right Now" In Order To Get Agents And Publishers Interested. But If You're Writing In A Genre You Don't Like, Or Modeling Yourself On A Book You Don't Respect, It'll Show Through. You're Your First, Most Important Reader, So Write The Book That Reader Really Wants To Read.

I Am Catastrophically In Love With You.