Jay Asher
Jay Asher
Jay Asher is an American writer of contemporary novels for teens. He has one major publication in the genre of young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth30 September 1975
CityArcadia, CA
CountryUnited States of America
world might bigs
Maybe it didn’t seem like a big deal to you Zach. But now, I hope you understand. My world was collapsing. I needed those notes. I needed any hope those notes might have offered. And you? You took that hope away. You decided I didn’t deserve to have it.
home sick towns
And after I dropped him off, I took the longest possible route home... I explored alleys and hidden roads I never knew existed. I discovered neighborhoods entirely new to me. And finally... I discovered I was sick of this town and everything in it.
trying faces
When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?
two soul spirit
Could be my soul mate / two kindred spirits / Maybe we're not / I guess we'll never / know
wings waiting tears
Normally when a person has a stellar image another person's waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They're waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.
sake cameras sound
We all know the sound a camera makes when it snaps a picture. Even some of the digitals do it for nostalgia’s sake.
mom should-have mirrors
You told me I wrote that poem because I was afraid of dealing with myself. And I used my mom as an excuse, accusing her of not appreciating or accepting me, when I should have been saying those words into a mirror.
half today way
But I need to wake up somehow. Or maybe not. Maybe it’s best to get through the day half-asleep. Maybe that’s the only way to get through today.
internet disappear josh
Josh will begin disappearing into a future where the only place he and I remain friends is on the Internet.
worth-it
It was love because it was worth it.
husband crazy believe
Josh turns to me. “I can’t believe she’s writing these things.” “Not she,” I say. “Me.” “Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It’s crazy!” “Exactly,” I say. “I’m going to be mentally ill in fifteen years, and that’s why my husband doesn’t want to be around me.
pain anger sadness
A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.
voice trying needs
You don't need to watch out for me, Clay." But I did, Hannah. And I wanted to. I could have helped you. But when I tried, you pushed me away. I can almost hear Hannah's voice speaking my nest thought for me. "Then why didn't you try harder?
trying weak walks
I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.