Patrick Carman
Patrick Carman
Patrick Carmanis an American writer. Carman is a graduate of Willamette University. In his twenties, Carman founded an ad agency, then ran it for a decade, overseeing a staff of eight and art directing projects for the health, technology, and film industries. He sold the agency in 1999 and founded a technology company that grew into a multimillion-dollar business. Carman sold his second company in 2003 and began writing books for young adults and children. He lives in Walla Walla,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 February 1966
CountryUnited States of America
The Grim Reaper doesn't disappear... he catches up.
I killed a guy, maybe two. Possibly three. I have one power. Not two or three or four. Just one. I met a girl, and she changed everything.
Yeah, a lot more than he likes you," said Oh. It didn't look like Milo appreciated the joke very much. "That's debatable," said Milo. "Is not," said Oh. She leaned in and put her pink cast against my cheek, kissing me quickly on the lips. "That's incredibly unfair. If we were gay you'd be up a creek without a paddle. You wouldn't even be in the game." "He's right, you know," I said. "Aw. You guys are having a bromance. That's really cute.
I've stabbed two people with a fork today. What's wrong with me?
I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.
If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel proud of when you're an old relic like me.
He has guided my hands in ways I don't always understand, ways that people of this world would scoff at. But there is a purpose for all that I have ever made, even if I don't understand for certain what that purpose is.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Sorry Mr. Yipes, sir, she won't budge!' Put your back into it, man, give it all you've got!' Bang! Bang! Bang!
There's something darn funny about an old librarian with a potty mouth.
Faith never stays put. It's always challenging always questioning. That's what makes it real.
But sometimes you have to wait for an answer to come to you. Especially when the questions are difficult ones.
I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.
As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.
There's something comforting about the companionship of animals in a new place.