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Clutter is my natural habitat.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Habitat
Clutter
Natural

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It's like scrying into that weird space. There's so much coming out of him, it shouldn't be possible. Do you remember that woman who came in who was pregnant with quadruplets? It was like that, but worse. He's pregnant? Blue asked.
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More than anything, the journal wanted. It wanted more than it could hold, more than words could describe, more than diagrams could illustrate. Longing burst from the pages, in every frantic line and every hectic sketch and every dark-printed definition. There was something pained and melancholy about it.
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Eventually, the Gray Man thought, if he resisted using it for long enough, he himself might forget his own name, and became someone else entirely.
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Right, sure. Because there's no girls in politics! I have no interest. Voting? What? I forgot my apron. I think I ought to be in the kitchen right now, actually. My rolling pin-
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She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.
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I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted more than what I was and more than what the world was and just - wanted.
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Grace reached over and began stroking her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and let her drive me crazy.
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I tired the back door -- unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me.
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Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where I couldn't see you very well. And not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window? I teased. Sam turned bright red. That, he said, is so not the point of this conversation.
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Are you alone? So that's what this call was about. For some reason, the question made my throat tighten. No, I said, Elvis is here. Would you like to talk to him?
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You're not going to die, I told her, lifting my head to look at her. I'm not done writing songs about you yet.
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Sometimes, your eyes see something your brain doesn't. You pick up a nmewspaper and yourhead gives you a phrase that you didn't consciously read yet. You walk into a room and you realize something's out of place before you've bothered to properly look. I felt that happening now. Sam's thoughts on page 304 of Linger.
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Or even tell me it's because you could not live without The Boy's stunning Boyfruits for another night... Sam's face was twisted into a weird shape at the mention of his Boyfruits.
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I lost a horse today.' 'That sounds careless. What happened?' 'She jumped off a cliff.' 'A cliff! Is that normal?
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Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.
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I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery.
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I guess now would be a good time to tell you, He said. I took Chainsaw out of my dreams.
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I said uselessly, Sam, don't go. Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please.
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As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories.
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You look like a puppy. Like I'm jingling my keys and you're jumping by the door waiting for your walk Woof.
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