Stupid rock gods! Leo yelled through the helm, thats the third time ive had to replace that mast! You think they grow on trees? Nico frowned. Masts are from trees.
It’s cool. No sword. See? No sword. Calm thoughts. Sea grass. Mama cows. Vegetarianism.
Jason hated being old.
The real world is where the monsters are. That’s where you learn whether you’re any good or not.
You wouldn’t remember your own name, or where you came from, or even that the New York Yankees are obviously better than the Boston Red Sox. I know – terrifying, right?
Looking is the nature of wisdom.
And for once i didn’t look back.
How could music cause so many lives to veer off course? I mean, sure, there were some Top Forty songs that made me want to take a fiery nosedive, but still...
He started toward the entrance. Seriously, how could he not? He stopped when he noticed the girl. She was kneeling in her vegetable garden, her back to Leo. She muttered to herself as she dug furiously with a trowel.
Sassy the basset hound sat up on the seat and yawned. Her tongue rolled into a long bologna canoe. She did a little shuffle on her front paws and snorted. Maybe it was a friendly greeting. Maybe she was having a doggie coronary.
You could hear the stereo from the downstairs neighbors just fine. They were playing Metallica. Playing isn’t really the right verb for Metallica, I guess. Grinding, maybe. Extruding.
She was beautiful when she threatened to kill me.
I had a fair idea how it felt to get spanked with a large flat surface, and my rump clenched in sympathy.
It’s always hard to wrap up a series. The longer I spend with the characters, the more they become like friends.
I have more ideas than I’ll ever be able to write in five lifetimes.
I’m a teacher still, but with a much larger classroom.
You have to be compelled to write. If you’re not, nothing else that you do matters.
You began your journey here as a pup. Now you must find your way back. A new quest, a new start.
Because I know you, Percy Jackson. In many ways, you are impulsive, but when it comes to your friends, you are as constant as a compass needle. You are unswervingly loyal, and you inspire loyalty. You are the glue that will unite the seven.
Remake the world, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world.