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
So as a seventh grader, no, you weren't friends with people you didn't like. But sometimes you also weren't friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didn't make any sense if you tried to explain it. Sometimes things just changed. That's where the sadness came in.
I've written a lot of novels for teens and tweens ... but I'd never really tackled the North Carolina side of me. And it's so strong and so important, and yet I hadn't acknowledged it. And so one of the things I wanted to do in "Shine" is take that on.
Prancing around with marshmallowss on your nipples does *not* constitute living your life fully!
There's something strange about this big pink bunny...
And they all have pretty chilrden, And the children go to school, And the children to go summer camp, And then to the university, Where they are put in bozes And they come out all the same. - Malvina Reynolds
My angel-boy is close now, as in five-feet-away close. There's no way I'm going to burst into song in front of him. But then the contrary part of me says, you're going to let a boy keep you from singing out loud? Sing, sister! Sing! So I do, and my angel-boy turns his head.
Hello toes," I say. They're good toes. I like that they're long and slender and not the slightest bit stubby. I wiggle them, ten unstubby waves that say, "And hello to you, Human Host!" Except they're toes. I'm talking to my toes. Maybe I'm not bored... maybe I'm lonely?
I'm in loooove with this boy, and when you in love with someone, you don't give up on 'em, mo matter what.
Three hot chicks for three hot chicks." "THEY'RE NOT CHICKS! THEY'RE DUCKS!
Sometimes when we forget to do things for others, it's because we're too wrapped up in our own problems.
I didn't like being alone. Being alone was slightly better than having to deal with people, that's all. Or so I'd convinced myself.
It's unfair how the kids who are starving for attention tended to be so annoying that people had no inclination to give it to them.
Curse false-hand-holding boys!
You shоuld eat а waffle! Yоu саn't bе sad іf уоu eat а waffle!