It's Not Just Children Who Need Heroes.

Lord Raoul Asked Me To Tell You That If You Get Yourself Killed, He Will Never Speak To You Again.

Men Broke Into Their Homes, Killed Their Families, Threatened You--and You Won't Let Them Do Anything For Fear You'll Be Hurt. That's Selfish. How Would You Like It If I Took Your Bow And Said I Cared Too Much About You To Let You Fight?

Most Important Of All, There Is No Right Or Wrong Way To Write - There's Only What Works For You. I Was Taught To Write Every Day, But I Know A Writer (a Bestseller At That!) Who Only Writes On Weekends.

Don't Die On Me," She Whispered When The Clock Struck Midnight And He Still Had Not Moved. "it's Only A Little Shoulder Wound. Goddess, George-don't Die On Me." His Eyes Flickered Open And He Smiled. "i Didn't Know You Cared," He Whispered. "and Why Insult Me? I Won't Die For A Wee Nick Like This; I've Had Worse In My Day." Alanna Wiped Her Wet Cheeks. "of Course I Care, You Unprincipled Pickpocket!" She Whispered. "of Course I Care.

You'll See. I'm As Good As Any Boy. I'm Better. - Kel