Fairytales are like mirrors—they show us ourselves.
The little stone barn was a wreck – a dusty shell, full of broken glass, dead leaves and angry squirrels. So of course it was love at first sight.
My family and I have an odd New Year’s tradition. We don’t make resolutions; instead, we come up with mottos that encapsulate hopes for the new year and attempt to ... Read more
As I was emptying out my old house last month, I came across material I used when writing A Northern Light. It was like bumping into an old friend after ... Read more
My publisher, Scholastic, is turning 100 this month! To celebrate, a bunch of Scholastic authors wrote essays for a booklet called “100 Reasons to Love Reading.” Click here to download ... Read more
I do a regular Q&A over on my Goodreads page, and I just answered a great question there from a reader named Jodi about Beauty and the Beast: Lost in ... Read more
I loved this hard, dark blood-jewel of a book. Beguiling, unsettling, and beautifully written, SCRIBE is a story of long-buried secrets, of wrongs done, and of the power of words ... Read more
“Remember the ladies…” Abigail Adams wrote to her husband John on March 31, 1776, urging him and his fellow members of the Continental Congress to give women representation in the laws ... Read more
OK, forgive me a little fangirling here. It has been (many) years since I have stood in a sweaty, crowded club to see a band. But that’s exactly what I ... Read more
I was an American sixteen-year-old the first time I read Wuthering Heights. Miss Warren, my English teacher during my junior year, assigned the book. I remember sitting at my desk ... Read more