Maggie Stiefvater
Maggie Stiefvater
Maggie Stiefvateris an American writer of Young Adult fiction. She currently lives in Virginia...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth18 November 1981
CityHarrisonburg, VA
CountryUnited States of America
names people mind
names are a way to keep people in your mind
community bigger feels
I like to hear from my readers, and I like to feel like I'm part of a bigger community of readers and writers.
wonderful therapy avoidance
Avoidance is a wonderful therapy
missing jimmy-hoffa amelia
Are there any other missing persons living under your roof? Elvis? Jimmy Hoffa? Amelia Earhart? I'd just like full disclosure now, before we go any further.
perfect guy romance
I am not a huge fan of the one-sided pining romances where the guy is a perfect love-object because we don't see inside his head.
panic needs sitting
Don't panic. Are you sitting? You probably don't need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.
faces remains i-can
Could others hold him?" His face remains the same. "There are no others. You're the only one." I swallow. "I can hold him.
book writing shelves
Write the book you've always wanted to read, but can't find on the shelf.
teenage thinking years
I remember [in teenage years] thinking there were a lot of check boxes out there to sort teens into appropriate molds, and they didn't seem to make check boxes for whatever it was that I had grown up into. I definitely explore that a lot in my novels.
eye hands wind
She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders beneath my jacket, my human body, but she only stared at my eyes. The wind whipped again, through the trees, but it had no force, no power over me. The cold bit at my fingers, but they stayed fingers. "Grace,"I said, very softly. "Say something." "Sam," She said, and I crushed her to me.
saving wanted
you wanted saving didn't you?
dream sleep sun
Wake me up Wake me up, you said But I was sleeping, too I was dreaming But now I"m waking up Still waking up I can see the sun
sirens dangerous leading-me
you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places
numbers said loses
Cole," I said, "Don't lose this number.