Showing posts with label Shannon Hale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shannon Hale. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 8, 2025

Shannon Hale, on books and reading:

 
The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting.
She opened to the first page and started to read, pronouncing the words in a reverent whisper.
- Shannon Hale.


Sunday, September 28, 2025

Shannon Hale, on writing:

Writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.

- Shannon Hale.

Thursday, September 18, 2025

Thursday, July 3, 2025

Shannon Hale, on words:

 
Words can fall hard like a boulder loosed from a cliff.
Words can drift unnoticed like a weed seed on a breeze.
Words can sing.
- Shannon Hale.

Wednesday, June 25, 2025