Jay Asher
Jay Asher
Jay Asher is an American writer of contemporary novels for teens. He has one major publication in the genre of young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth30 September 1975
CityArcadia, CA
CountryUnited States of America
men opposites circles
Imagine ten or tweleve orange chairs arrainged in a circle, with the happy woen from the flyer sitting at opposite ends. Only problem was, from day one, they weren't happy. Someone, whoever made that flyer, must have digitally turned their frowns upside down. They wrote about death. About the evilness of men. About the destruction of-and I quote- "the greenish, bluish orb with wisps of white." Seriously, that's how they descibed it. They went on to call Earth a knocked-up gaseous alien needing an abortion.
noise awareness get-away
But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.
listening stories reason-why
I hope you're ready, because I'm about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. And if you're listening to these tapes, you're one of the reasons why.
sweet journey long
The road to publication is like a churro - long and bumpy, but sweet.
suicide
Everything...affects everything
rumor week knows
A week went by and nothing. But eventually, as they always will, the rumors reached me. And everyone knows you can't disprove a rumor.
girl tape mail
I repeat his words in my head. What's going on? What's going on? Oh, well, since you asked, I got a bunch of tapes in the mail today from a girl who killed herself. Apparently, I had something to do with it. I'm not sure what that is, so I was wondering if I could borrow your Walkman to find out. 'Not much,' I say.
guy important too-much
Watching those guys pummel each other so no one would suspect them of being weak was too much for me. Their reputations were more important than their faces.
home sick towns
And after I dropped him off, I took the longest possible route home... I explored alleys and hidden roads I never knew existed. I discovered neighborhoods entirely new to me. And finally... I discovered I was sick of this town and everything in it.
stories heard knows
Because I've heard so many stories that I don't know which one is the most popular. But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.
internet disappear josh
Josh will begin disappearing into a future where the only place he and I remain friends is on the Internet.
eye trying hallways
And as I stood there in the hallway―alone―trying to understand what had just happened and why, I realized the truth: I wasn't worth an explanation―not even a reaction. Not in your eyes.
school home lunch
Whenever I'm out late she makes a sandwich for my school lunch. I always protest and tell her not to, saying I'll make my own when I get home. But she likes it. She says it reminds her of when I was younger and needed her.
knows
But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.