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Well, I'm writing everything that isn't my final project, so that when I actually sit down to write it, that's all that will be left in my mind.

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Rainbow Rowell
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: February 24
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Everybody drinks, she said calmly. The Only Rational One. Your sister doesn't. When rolled her eyes. Forgive me, but I'm not going to spend my college years sitting soberly in my dorm room, writing about gay magicians. Objection, Cath said, reaching for a burrito.
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You know, he said, I keep wanting to say that it's like Simon Snow threw up in here... but it's more like someone else ate Simon Snow—like somebody went to an all-you-care-to-eat Simon Snow buffet—and then threw up in here.
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Cath wanted to go back and rewrite every scene she'd ever written about Baz or Simon's chests. She'd written them flat and sharp and hard. Levi was all soft motion and breath, curves and warm hollows. Levi's chest was a living thing.
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It felt good to be writing in her own room, in her own bed. To get lost in the World of Mages and stay lost. To not hear any voices in her head but Simon's and Baz's. Not even her own. This was why Cath wrote fic. For these hours when their world supplanted the real world.
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If we stop to apologize and forgive each other every time we step on each other’s toes, we’ll never have time to be friends.
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I know what it’s like to be distracted. To seek out distractions. To exhaust yourself doing every other little thing rather than face a blank page
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I've never loved the name Rainbow - it seems like a name you'd give to your stuffed unicorn - but I really like having an unusual name. It stands out. And it made me feel like it was okay to stand out. To be different.
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He looked like someone with a steerage ticket on the titanic. Somebody who'd be standing in line at Ellis Island. Undiluted and old-blooded. Also cute.
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You look different. You look unsettling.’ ‘You look like you,’ he said. ‘You with the volume turned up.
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I don’t trust anybody. Not anybody. And the more that I care about someone, the more sure I am they’re going to get tired of me and take off.
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Things she knew now, that she hadn't known two hours ago: Park was covered with skin. Everywhere.
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You give away nice like it doesn't cost you anything.
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You're never going to find a guy who's exactly like you - first of all, because that guy never leaves his dorm room.
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She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet. If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.
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it’s like swimming upstream. Or … falling down a cliff and grabbing at branches, trying to invent the branches as I fall.
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Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.
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