Lauren Myracle
Lauren Myracle
Lauren Myracleis an American writer of young-adult fiction. She was born in Brevard, North Carolina, and is the oldest of three sisters and has three older brothers. She grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, where she attended Trinity School and The Westminster Schools. Myracle earned a BA in English and Psychology from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill where she was inducted into Phi Beta Kappa. After that, she worked for some time as a middle-school teacher in Gwinnett County,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth15 May 1969
CityBrevard, NC
CountryUnited States of America
I understand why parents worry about books - they're worried about their kids. They want to keep their kids safe. But parents aren't always realistic.
I don't shy from controversy. I'm telling stories, and I'll tell whatever story seems like it wants to be told.
Every time I write a new book, I want to push myself to try something different.
When guys talk about sex, eyebrows don't get raised. It's different for girls.
Sometimes I worry I'm writing 'Fifty Shades of Grey' for teenagers, but I'm not.
God, it sucks to disappoint your parents, even at forty-two years old.
I'm always drawn to the underdogs, to the people whose stories don't get told.
I know I seem really friendly, but I'm a closet introvert.
What I find cool about being a banned author is this: I'm writing books that evoke a reaction, books that, if dropped in a lake, go down not with a whimper but a splash.
Ideas matter. The world matters. Our lives matter, and the choices we make as we navigate our lives perhaps matter most of all.
Prancing around with marshmallowss on your nipples does *not* constitute living your life fully!
Is he a sophomore?" Lydia says. "Please tell me he's in our grade." "I don't know," I say. "But weren't you there when he came to the office?" Peyton says. "The secretary didn't get out her bullhorn and announce what grade he's in. She just took him to meet Headmaster Perkins.
Suck it up. This is the life you chose for yourself, so buck up and deal.
I think that ties in with issues of identity as well - that sometimes there are parts of us we want to hide, and then there's other times we say, "You know what? Nope. Done hiding that part."