Scott Westerfeld
Scott Westerfeld
Scott David Westerfeldis an American writer of young adult fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth5 May 1963
CityDallas, TX
CountryUnited States of America
stories world forests
Maybe she still was a pretty-head, making up irrational stories about the empty forest. The longer she stayed alone out here, the more Tally understood why the Rusties and their predecessors had believed in invisible beings, praying to placate spirits as they trashed the natural world around them.
country rain cutting
Clear-cutting" was the word for what the Rusties had done to the old forests: felling every tree, killing every living thing, turning entire countries into grazing land. Whole rain forests had been consumed, reduced from millions of interlocking species to a bunch of cows eating grass, a vast web of life traded for cheap hamburgers. "Look, we're not clear-cutting. All we're doing is pulling out the garbage that the Rusties left behend," David said. "It just takes a little surgery to do it.
stupid cities people
The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone was incredibly stupid. And ugly.
reality spinning gears
Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.
wind stories blind
If you see everything through hovercams and feed stories, you wind up blind to what's right in front of you.
beautiful looks you-look-beautiful
You look beautiful - David
waiting drs roof
What about a hoverboard?" "It's waiting on the roof, of course." Dr. Cable snorted. "What is it about you miscreants and those things?
war thinking trying
Alek said, "Do you think I'm being a fool?" "I think you're trying to do something good. But doing good is rarely easy, and no weapon has ever stopped a war.
moving fighting thinking
You'd think that in a fight, NOT MOVING would be a bad habit!
running stronger tests
Not everything made you stronger. It was possible to survive, yet still be crippled for your trouble. Sometimes it was okay to run away, to skip the test, to chicken out. Or at least to get some help.
ideas hands shoes
The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind.
singing praise horns
But they're already singing our praises!" "They are Americans. They toot their horns for anything.
laughter work expression
Now,young lady,I suppose you're here for a work assignment." Work?" Tally said. They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.
apocalypse virginity
I love my virginity to the apocalypse.