Kami Garcia

Kami Garcia
Kami Garciais an American writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth25 March 1972
CountryUnited States of America
action dive everyday experience journey life love needs reader turn upside
As much as I love to dive into the action early, I think the hero's journey is important - the idea that the reader needs to experience the protagonist's everyday life before you turn that world upside down.
together moments
moments bleed together, no span to time
powerful moon arms
Even in the slippery blur of heat and arms and noise, Lena affected everything in her wake, a pull as powerful as the moon to the tides, or the planets to the sun. I was caught in her orbit, even as she pulled away from mine.
actual characters collect objects relate
At the beginning of a new project, often before I do any actual writing, I collect photos, quotes, song lyrics, and even objects that relate to the characters or the world I'm creating.
truth choices our-choices
We don't get to chose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.
dark light
In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light.
grandma my-grandma ifs
I'll drive like my grandma. I'll drive like your grandma." "You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.
feelings beautiful-creatures moments
In one moment I was feeling everything and I was feeling nothing.
chocolate world enough
There wasn't enough chocolate in the world to make this better.
and-love jewelry danger
Jewelry, I'm telling you. It's a thing. And love. And maybe danger.
i-love-you romantic valentine
I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.
firsts raindrops first-time
Macon, wet from the raindrops for the first time.
believe sight lasts
Do you believe in love after last sight?
powerful kissing together
What we had went so much deeper than a kiss. When we were together, she turned me completely inside out. It didn't matter if we were dead or alive. We could never be kept apart. There were some things more powerful than worlds or universes. She was my world, as much as I was hers. What we had, we knew. The poems are all wrong. It's a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay. Anybody who's ever been in love can tell you that.