Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare
Judith Rumelt, better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth27 July 1973
CityTehran, Iran
CountryUnited States of America
book writing successful
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.
want said gray
Clary,” Jocelyn said. “I want you to meet Tessa Gray.
couple hate faces
Oh, God, the lovebirds,” Magnus said, pulling the pillow off his face. “I hate happy couples.
running mean eye
Belatedly, she realized something else. “Do you … have anything?” He didn’t seem to have recovered from her last comment. “But do you mean — wait, do I have what?” She slitted her eyes at him. “Something important.” “Like what? The phone number for the White House?” A moment later, under her withering glare, realization dawned. “Oh.” His was the expression of someone who has run out of gas in the middle of the desert, miles from help. “I …
teacher book reading
I was the quiet kid in the corner, reading a book. In elementary school, I read so much and so often during class that I was actually forbidden from reading books during school hours by my teachers.
angel wings two
A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
mind tea wonderful
Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea.
dirty sweat done
She felt dirty all over and looking over Sebastian, sweat on his brow and his naked torso barely covered by the sheets, she had to swallow back bile at what she'd just done.
death princess infernal-devices
No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.
honor privilege knows
It has been the privilege and the honor of my life to know you.
broken mechanism
There are some mechanisms that are so—so broken that they cannot be repaired.
mean home writing
I'm not ritualistic about writing. I try to write as often as possible, which means that I have to be able to write in all kinds of situations, whether it's at home on my couch, out at a cafe, or traveling.
farewell say-anything wanted
You could say anything you wanted to someone you thought you were never going to see again.
queens doe hello
One does not greet the Queen of the Seelie Court with the barbarous human 'hello'...