Gayle Forman
Gayle Forman
Gayle Formanis an American young-adult fiction author, best known for her novel If I Stay which topped the New York Times best sellers list of Young Adult Fiction and was made into a film of the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth5 June 1970
CityLos Angeles, CA
CountryUnited States of America
selfish done ifs
It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.
forgiven understood ifs
And if I'm not forgiven, then at least I'm understood.
milk dollars dimes
These days, you’ve gotta milk a dollar out of every dime.
fiction facts
Every fiction has its base in fact.
heart doctors airports
There’s a piece of lead where my heart should beat Doctor said too dangerous to take out You’d better just leave it be Body grew back around it, a miracle, praise be Now, if only I could get through airport security “bullet
circles water mars
If I felt like a fish out of water in my family, I felt like a fish on Mars in Adam’s circle.
accidents
Accidents. It's all about the accidents.
mistake night mad
The whole night had been a mistake. It's not going to let me rewind. Or unmake the mistakes I've made.Or the promises I've mad. Or have her back. Or have me back.
player men two
One day she told me that they'd decided that my gender was divvied into two neat piles-Men and Guys. Basically, all the saints of the world: Men. The jerks, the players, the wet T-shirt contest aficionados? They were Guys.
air water leaving
I’ve blamed her for all of this, for leaving, for ruining me. And maybe that was the seed of it, but from that one little seed grew this tumor of a flowering plant. And I’m the one who nurtures it. I water it. I care for it.I nibble from its poison berries. I let it wrap around my neck, choking the air right out of me. I’ve done that. All by myself. All to myself.
fighting want ifs
It's ok if you want to stop fighting.
pain hardship
Everyone has hardship in their life. Everyone has pain.
morning writing thinking
Every morning I wake up and I tell myself this: It's just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through. I don't know when exactly I started giving myself this daily pep talk--or why. It sounds like a twelve-step mantra and I'm not in Anything Anonymous, though to read some of the crap they write about me, you'd think I should be. I have the kind of life a lot of people would probably sell a kidney to just experience a bit of. But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.
song eye two
The audience keeps singing, keeps making my case, and I just keep strumming until I get close enough to see her eyes. And then I start singing the chorus. Right to her. And she smiles at me, and it’s like we’re the only two people out here, the only ones who know what’s happening. Which is that this song we’re all singing together is being rewritten. It’s no longer an angry plea shouted to the void. Right here, on this stage, in front of eighty thousand people, it’s becoming something else. This is our new vow.