Patrick Carman
Patrick Carman
Patrick Carmanis an American writer. Carman is a graduate of Willamette University. In his twenties, Carman founded an ad agency, then ran it for a decade, overseeing a staff of eight and art directing projects for the health, technology, and film industries. He sold the agency in 1999 and founded a technology company that grew into a multimillion-dollar business. Carman sold his second company in 2003 and began writing books for young adults and children. He lives in Walla Walla,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 February 1966
CountryUnited States of America
Don't get me wrong - I love books! I just think a video has a bigger bang when it comes to a good, old-fashioned adrenaline rush.
I'm a relic, and things were a lot different when I was fifteen and sixteen. There were no cell phones, no laptops... I learned to type on an actual typewriter.
My job as an author is to tell the story in the best way possible, to make it flow seamlessly and get the reader to keep turning the page.
My way is set as in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.
I really hope that all librarians aren't like Gladys Morgan. Because I'd really like , at some point, to walk into a library and not be afraid for my life.
The Grim Reaper doesn't disappear... he catches up.
I killed a guy, maybe two. Possibly three. I have one power. Not two or three or four. Just one. I met a girl, and she changed everything.
Yeah, a lot more than he likes you," said Oh. It didn't look like Milo appreciated the joke very much. "That's debatable," said Milo. "Is not," said Oh. She leaned in and put her pink cast against my cheek, kissing me quickly on the lips. "That's incredibly unfair. If we were gay you'd be up a creek without a paddle. You wouldn't even be in the game." "He's right, you know," I said. "Aw. You guys are having a bromance. That's really cute.
I've stabbed two people with a fork today. What's wrong with me?
I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.
If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel proud of when you're an old relic like me.
He has guided my hands in ways I don't always understand, ways that people of this world would scoff at. But there is a purpose for all that I have ever made, even if I don't understand for certain what that purpose is.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Sorry Mr. Yipes, sir, she won't budge!' Put your back into it, man, give it all you've got!' Bang! Bang! Bang!
There's something darn funny about an old librarian with a potty mouth.