Rick Yancey
Rick Yancey
Richard "Rick" Yancey is an American author who has gained acclaim for his works of suspense, fantasy, and science fiction aimed at young adults...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 November 1962
CityMiami, FL
CountryUnited States of America
figure guess guy ran series trying tune works
'Tax Collector' was optioned for a series with F/X, but it never happened. I guess they ran into a problem trying to figure out why someone would tune in to watch a show about a guy who works for the IRS.
stars night thinking
Sometimes in my tent, late at night, I think I can hear the stars scraping against the sky.
hero heart dragons
There's a hero in every heart waiting for the dragon to come out.
stars fall mean
You are the nest. You are the hatchling. You are the chrysalis. You are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars. You may not understand what I mean. You will.
humanity earth humans
How do you rid the Earth of humans? Rid the humans of their humanity.
promise
Some things you don't have to promise. You just do.
morning kissing tables
When I wake up the next morning, there's a Hershey's Kiss sitting on the table beside me.
ears clay masters
You are the human clay," Vosch whispers fiercely in my ear. "And I am Michelangelo. I am the master builder, and you will be my masterpiece.
thinking brave faces
We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't.
prayer sleep broken
I brought Sammy inside and put him to bed. Said his prayer with him. “‘Now I lay me down to sleep…’” To me, just random noise. Gibberish. I wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but I felt that, when it came to God, there was a broken promise in there somewhere.
prayer broken promise
Prayers and promises. The one his sister made to him. The unspoken one I made to my sister. Prayers are promises, too, and these are the days of broken promises.
unbroken dies
Because we will die, but at least we will die unbroken.
native-american thinking silence
I'm not encouraged by the silence. I can think of no benign reason for it. I'm afraid we may expect something closer to Christopher Columbus's arrival in the Americas than a scene from Close Encounters, and we all know how that turned out for the Native Americans.
home coming-home knows
You never know when the truth will come home. You can't choose the time. The time chooses you.