Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson is an American writer best known for children's and young adult novels. She received the Margaret A. Edwards Award from the American Library Association in 2009 for her contribution to young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth23 October 1961
CountryUnited States of America
head touch
Sometimes things just fall out of your head on the paper, and if you're smart, you learn not to touch them.
I don't reread my books after they're published, because it's agony.
life
The feedback I get is that my books are honest. I don't sugar-coat anything. Life is really hard.
bones chord hear organ played vibrating
You know how sometimes you hear a chord played on an organ and you can feel it vibrating in your bones? Sometimes when I'm writing, I can feel my bones vibrating because I'll have a thought or I'll have a character's voice in my head, and that's when I know I'm on the right track.
Sometimes when I find myself very irritated about a topic, I know it's my next book.
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I'm finally watching 'Mad Men.' As a child of the '60s, I can't believe how old everything looks! I am the age of baby Eugene.
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I think how veterans are treated in our country is an abomination. We don't have the draft any more, which is why so many soldiers come from working-class - rather than middle- or high-income families. Those wealthier families aren't affected, so they're not agitating for change.
author dealt entire life teenage
I've dealt with depression my entire life, on and off, which makes me the perfect author for teenage readers.
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That can be the most painstaking aspect of being a teen, figuring out what the world really looks like. If you find someone in a book, you know you're not alone and that's what's so comforting about books.
bad exist pretend
Some adults would rather pretend that bad things don't exist than to talk about them.
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He doesn't see my breasts or my waist or my hips. He only sees the nightmare.
cheating girlfriend lying
We tilt our heads back and open wide. The snow drifts into our zombie mouths crawling with grease and curses and tobacco flakes and cavities and boyfriend/girlfriend juice, the stain of lies. For one moment we are not failed tests and broken condoms and cheating on essays; we are crayons and lunch boxes and swinging so high our sneakers punch holes in the clouds. For one breath everything feels better. Then it melts. The bus drivers rev their engines and the ice cloud shatters. Everyone shuffles forward. They don't know what just happened. They can't remember.
daughter hurt feet
I knew how much it hurt to be the daughter of people who can't see you, not even if you are standing in front of them stomping your feet.
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It's bad timing, but a lot of kids become teenagers just as their parents are hitting their mid-life crisis. So everybody's miserable and confused and seeking that new sense of identity.