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
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.
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.
responsibility stories compelling
As a writer, my only responsibility is to tell a compelling story.
eye two stories
And concentrating on the spot where the two spindles should be is the closest I get to looking Hannah's eyes as she tells my story.
party tangled stories
If time was a string connecting all of your stories, that party would be the point where everything knots up. And that knot keeps growing and growing, getting more and more tangled, dragging the rest of your stories into it.
should should-i
I waited a second. Should I? No... but I will.
dad thinking doctors
I tried getting my dad to buy me a beeper for my birthday,” he says, “but he thinks only doctors and drug dealers need them.
hurt pain should-have
Because no, I didn’t push her away. I didn’t add to her pain or do anything to hurt her. Instead, I left her alone in that room. The only person who might’ve been able to reach out and save her from herself. To pull her back from wherever she was heading. I did what she asked and I left. When I should have stayed.
easy feels
And here he is again, yet things feel like they'll never be as easy between us as they once were.
fun nice party
Half of them kept repeating my name, trying to get it right, while the other half laughed. But they were harmless. Fun drunks make a nice addition to any party: Not looking to fight. Not looking to score. Just looking to get drunk and laugh. I remember those guys. Like the mascots of the party. "Clay! Whatcha doon here? Bah-ha-ha-ha!
laughing funeral feel-good
We both laugh. And it feels good. A release. Like laughing at a funeral. Maybe inappropriate, but definitely needed.
lying believe want
She wants to believe my excuses so bad. Every time I lie, she wants to believe me so much.
trying weak walks
I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.
giving-up sorry dont-give-up
Don't give up on me now. I'm sorry. I guess that's an odd thing to say. Because isn't that what I'm doing? Giving up?