Gayle Forman
Gayle Forman
Gayle Formanis an American young-adult fiction author, best known for her novel If I Stay which topped the New York Times best sellers list of Young Adult Fiction and was made into a film of the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth5 June 1970
CityLos Angeles, CA
CountryUnited States of America
baby self who-i-am
This is myself, baby. All of my selves. I own each and every one of them. I know who I'm pretending to be and who I am." The look he gives me is withering. "Do you?
closure loathe
Closure. I loathe that word.
grieving competition never-expect
That’s the thing you never expect about grieving, what a competition it is.
escaping hands feelings
Adam lay perfectly still, little groans escaping from his lips. I looked at the bow, looked at my hands, looked at Adam's face and felt this surge of love, lust, and an unfamiliar feeling of power.
know-how knows
I don't know how to be a friend. I don't know how to be anything.
way
...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.
sorry mean past
Dear Willem: I’ve been trying to forget about you and our day in Paris for nine months now, but as you can see, it’s not going all that well. I guess more than anything, I want to know, did you just leave? If you did, it’s okay. I mean it’s not, but if I can know the truth, I can get over it. And if you didn’t leave, I don’t know what to say. Except I’m sorry that I did. I don’t know what your response will be at getting this letter, like a ghost from your past. But no matter what happened, I hope you’re okay.
realizing
I realize it’s not just Willem I’m looking for; it’s Lulu too.
No one is who they pretend to be
fake
Fake it till you make it actually worked.
kissing giving magic
I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn't have helped him today. But I would do anything to have been able to give him one.
song eye two
The audience keeps singing, keeps making my case, and I just keep strumming until I get close enough to see her eyes. And then I start singing the chorus. Right to her. And she smiles at me, and it’s like we’re the only two people out here, the only ones who know what’s happening. Which is that this song we’re all singing together is being rewritten. It’s no longer an angry plea shouted to the void. Right here, on this stage, in front of eighty thousand people, it’s becoming something else. This is our new vow.
senior years ice
When I was little, I used to go to the local ice-skating rink. In my mind, I always felt like I could twirl and jump, but when I got out onto the ice, I could barely keep my blades straight. When I got older, that's how it was with people: In my mind, I am bold and forthright, but what comes out always seems to be so meek and polite. Even with Evan, my boyfriend for junior and most of senior year, I never quite managed to be that skating, twirling, leaping person I suspected I could be. But today, apparently, I can skate.
may honest liberation
Because that day with Willem, I may have pretended to be someone named Lulu, but I had never been more honest in my life. Maybe that's the thing with liberation. It comes at a price.