Wendelin Van Draanen
Wendelin Van Draanen
Wendelin Van Draanenis an American writer of children's and young-adult fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth6 January 1965
CountryUnited States of America
heart years people
But in my heart I knew the old Bryce was toast. There was no going back. Not to Garrett or Shelly or Miranda or any of the other people who wouldn't understand. Juli was different, but after all these years that didn't bother me anymore. I liked it. I liked her.
i-realized one-thing flipped
...and I realized that Garrett was right about one thing- I had flipped. Completely.
son hands grandfather
My grandfather stood beside me and looked across the street, too. "No, Bryce," he said softly. "She's the same as she's always been; you're the one who's changed." He clapped his hand on my shoulder and whispered, "And son, from here on out, you'll never be the same again.
persons knows
Don't sum up a person based on what you see, or what you don't understand; get to know them
waiting forever ornery
I’ve flown kites before and I know – sometimes they’re gone forever, and sometimes they’re just waiting in the middle of the road for you to rescue them. Kites can be lucky or they can be ornery. I’ve had both kinds, and a lucky kite is definitely worth chasing for.
mom dad kissing
I fell asleep that night thinking about the kiss that might have been. What did a kiss feel like, anyway? Somehow I knew it wouldn’t be like the one I got from Mom or Dad at bedtime. The same species, maybe, but a radically different beast, to be sure. Like a wolf and a whippet – only science would put them on the same tree.
writing giving fiction
It's experiences in life that give us something to write about, and since good fiction is applied tension, you'll have an arsenal of good material if life hasn't been peachy (and not a whole lot if it has).
ego embarrassing slaying
It was beyond embarrassing or humiliating or even mortifying. It was ego-slaying!
eye hair looks
Get beyond his eyes and his smile and the sheen of his hair - look at what's really there.
men gentleman expecting
What I'm expecting is for you to behave like the gentleman I always thought you were.
heart wind earth
To by held above the earth and be brushed by the wind," she said,"it's like your heart has been kissed by beauty.
hate character choices
One's character is set at an early age. The choices you make now will affect you for the rest of your life. I hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back.
moving fall heart
My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.
girl running fighting
Girls don’t fight fair. They pull your hair and gauge you and pinch you; then they run off gasping to mommy when you try and defend yourself with a fist. Then you get locked into time out, and for what? No, my friend, the secret is, don’t snap at the bait. Let it dangle. Swim around it. Laugh it off. After a while they’ve given up and try to lure someone else.