Poseidon Can Come In Too! We Will

Annabeth Pressed Her Lips To Percy’s Ear. “i Love You.” She Wasn’t Sure He Could Hear Her—but If They Died, She Wanted Those To Be Her Last Words.

Fighting Giants Was One Thing. Bacchus Making Into A Game Was Something Else.

I Think Every Writer Struggles In Some Way With Writers Block. The Trick Is To Plan Out What You Are Going To Say Beforehand. I Found Out That If You Make An Outline You're Much Less Likely To Get Blocked When You Get Into The Middle Of The Story.

Erre Es Korakas, Blinky!" Dionysus Cursed. "i Will Have Your Soul!

Just Because I'm Native American Doesn't Mean I Can Track Furniture Through The Wilderness." She Deepened Her Voice: "'yes, Kemosabe. A Three-legged Table Passed This Way An Hour Ago.' Heck, I Don’t Know.