Garth Nix
Garth Nix
Garth Richard Nixis an Australian writer who specialises in children's and young adult fantasy novels, notably the Old Kingdom, Seventh Tower and Keys to the Kingdom series. He has frequently been asked if his name is a pseudonym, to which he has responded, "I guess people ask me because it sounds like the perfect name for a writer of fantasy. However, it is my real name."...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth19 July 1963
CityMelbourne, Australia
CountryAustralia
I find the presence of the sea quite inspiring, and sometimes I do just get out and walk around and take in the sea breeze to try and clear my mind.
Authors are influenced by everything they've ever read. If you've read widely enough, it helps you create your own mix.
Be careful..you're all I've got left, to remind me who I really am.
Sam picked up his pack, but before he could put it on, Mogget leaped onto it and slid under the top flap. All that could be seen of him were his green eyes and one white-furred ear. "Remember I advised against this way," he instructed. "Wake me when whatever terrible thing is a about to happen happens, or if it appears I might get wet.
Time and death sleep side by side.
I am Abhorsen..." He looked at the baby again and added, almost with a note of surprise, "Father of Sabriel
A hundred hundred heartbeats..." whispered Sabriel, tears falling down her face.
But we survived, didn’t we? That makes it an adventure. If you get killed it’s a tragedy.
I’m not going,” he said. He held up the Third key like a weapon. Sensing his mood, it grew longer and sharper, till he was holding a trident as long as he was tall... “And anyone who tries to make me is going to suffer.” “Twice,” added the voice under the table.
It's always better to be doing.
For everyone and everything, there is a time to die. Some do not know it, or would delay it, but its truth cannot be denied. Not when you look into the stars of the ninth gate.
Let this be my final lesson. Everyone and everything has a time to die.
For all my longer works (i.e. the novels) I write chapter outlines so I can have the pleasure of departing from them later on.
I suppose you could call me...Soot," said the thing. "Yes...Soot. I have breathed it, lived in it, and eaten it for so long that it is a fitting name." "Eaten it?" asked Suzy. "Why eat soot?" "Boredom," said Soot.