Robin McKinley
Robin McKinley
Jennifer Carolyn Robin McKinley, known as Robin McKinley, is an American author of fantasy and children's books. Her 1984 novel The Hero and the Crown won the Newbery Medal as the year's best new American children's book...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth16 November 1952
CountryUnited States of America
legs pudding looks
It's hard to look too grand when you're led by someone who looks like a pudding with legs.
sometimes folds knows
Sometimes it is better not to know. Sometimes when you do know you just fold up.
naps choices favors
...but with the hours I sometimes kept at the coffeehouse I had to have learned to take naps during the day or die, and I had learned to take naps. Up until five months ago "something or other or die" had always seemed like a plain choice in favor of the something or other.
yoga self class
I like that: a little pressure on the understood boundaries of yourself. Sounded like something out of a self-awareness class, probably with yoga. See what kind of a pretzel you can tie yourself into and press on the understood... I was raving, if only to myself.
mirrors looks pace
One doesn't generally look into mirrors when one is especially angry; one has better things to do, like pace the floor or throw things.
promise wish gone
What was she to say? "The prodigal has returned? The mutineer wishes to be reinstated? The subordinate, having gone to a great deal of trouble to prove her commander wrong, has come back and promises to be a good little subordinate hereafter, or at least until next time?
vampire lone-ranger rangers
The Lone Ranger of vampires. Did that make me Tonto?
good-luck medicine choices
I advise those who want to become writers to study veterinary medicine, which is easier. You don't want to be a writer unless you have no choice - and if you have no choice, good luck to you.
nine relief hills
He grunted; she recognized it as relief that she wasn't going to nag him further about Tor the Just, who probably wasn't that boring if he could hold off the Notherners for nine days and melt a hole in the hills.
moments laughed
He laughed, tried to make it into a cough, inhaled at exactly the wrong moment, and then really did cough.
talking people listening
It was too important a matter, this talking to people, and listening to them, to do it lightly or often.
garden voice car
I like to assume that since I drive a car and maintain a respectable credit rating and rarely murder anyone and bury them in the back garden unless they really deserve it, that the fact that I hear voices wont unduly disturb anyone.
laughter stones sunlight
Laughter went on and on, like sunlight and stone, even if the human beings who laughed did not.
pushing-back onions doe
Cigars should be like onions," she said, unfastening the catch and pushing back the pane. "Either the whole company does, or the whole company does not.