Michael Grant
Michael Grant
Known for such co-written works of young adult fiction as the popular Everworld and Animorphs series, he also published such individually-written and equally loved titles as the BZRK and Gone books.
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth26 July 1954
CityLos Angeles, CA
killing ends ifs
But if all they did was kill time, time would end up killing them.
school long-ago would-be
Ah. Yeah, that would be better. Have you ever driven a bus?" Caine shook his head. "No, I have not." "Strangely enough," Sam said, remembering the long ago moment of terror and competence that had earned him the nicknames School Bus Sam, "I have.
mean kids laughing
I came up with myself. FAYZ. Spelled F-A-Y-Z. It stands for Fallout Alley Youth Zone. Fallout Alley, and nothing but kids." Howard laughed his mean laugh. "Don't worry, Astrid, it's just a FAYZ. Get it? Just a FAYZ.
fighting finals may
Why are we doing this?" Caine asked him. "You know damned well why we're doing this. Because it's a fight. It may be THE fight. I may be the final fight. And what else are we good at, you and me? What are we going to do if we ever get out there anyway?
fear might possibility
No, no, no, so not getting the point of fear. Because fear wasn't about what made sense. Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.
monsters weak terrible
Because that, more than any monster, was what Sam had feared: that he was weak and cowardly. He had a terrible fear of being afraid.
girl queens growing-up
Caine met Diana's disbelieving gaze and laughed aloud. "Why so gloomy? Doesn't every little girl want to grow up to be a queen?" "Princess," Diana said. "So, you got a promotion," Caine said.
brain sometimes multiplication
Sometimes, if I really strain my brain, I can do multiplication.
So many things I'm not, and so few things I am.
mean towns wheels
And then the turbines generate electricity that goes into the whole town." "You mean they aren't powered by giant hamsters on wheels? I was misinformed.
kings men land
In the land of the blind, a one eyed man is king
fire marshmallow behinds
Too bad we don't have marshmallows. This is an amazing fire." Howard emerged through the smoke behind Edilio.
beautiful song book
Beautiful songs could sometimes take a person out of themselves and carry them away to a place of magic. But when Jill sang, it was not about the song, really. She could sing the phone book. She could sing a shopping list. Whatever she sang, whatever the words or the tune, it was so beautiful, so achingly lovely, that no one could listen and be untouched.
nuts talking paranoia
Paranoia," Sam muttered. "You're going slowly nuts, dude. Or maybe not so slowly, since you're talking to yourself.