Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Anthony Stroudis a British writer of fantasy fiction, mainly for children and young adults...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth27 October 1970
CountryUnited States of America
Jonathan Stroud quotes about
writing thinking years
When I was young, I kept a diary for about 10 years and I had to write in it every day. Even on days when nothing seemed to happen, I made myself think of something to put in it.
ambition cloaks wells
Ambition is all very well, my lad, but you must cloak it.
feet eight boots
Oh, the boots were on the other eight feet now.
way vat soup
Burned and squashed to death in a silver vat of soup. There must be worst ways to go. But not many.
water survivor analysis
In recent weeks it has come to my attention that many caravans have met with disaster; they have not gotten through." I grunted wisely. "Probably ran out of water. That's the thing about deserts. Dry." "Indeed. A fascinating analysis. But survivors reaching Hebron report differently: monsters fell upon them in the wastes." "What, fell upon them in a squashed-them kind of way?" "More the leaped-out-and-slew-them kind. (...)
nice book people
The important thing about any book is that you have to have a good story and that it has to be exciting. Then it's nice to add other levels underneath that people can pick up on.
children rip book
As a child I was really into fantasy books with elves and goblins and swords, and I went through a phase for a few years when I was reading endless series. But in the end I became totally fed-up with all these sub-Tolkien rip-offs because they all end up doing the same old things and there's no rigour to it.
growing-up our-society stories
We grow up being told about great figures in our society, and as you get older you have to question the stories you've been told and decide if these great figures are indeed as great as you've been told.
kissing fire hug
That's a gesture of endearment in some cultures. Some hug, some kiss, some set each other on fire in small patches of woodland
smell departed leaving
So I departed, leaving behind a pungent smell of brimstone. Just something to remember me by.
bored long waiting
I wanted to wake you straightaway, but I knew I had to wait several hours to ensure you were safely recovered." "What! How long has it been?" "Five minutes. I got bored.
waffles young meaningless
That's usuаllу hоw thеу start, thе young оnеs. Meaningless waffle.
boys sight white-hair
The bristling eyebrows shot up in mock surprise. Mesmerized, the boy watched them disappear under the hanging thatch of white hair. There, almost coyly, they remained just out of sight for a moment, before suddenly descending with a terrible finality and weight.
personality conversation marvellous
What was it that drew you back? My marvellous personality, I suppose? Or my sparkling conversation?