Wreck This Picture Book

I never asked for visions, I was one. In my future, I see myself regal and glorious, luminescent with the glow of my god.

When they asked me what I wanted, I said: ‘The world.’

The king of the Gods demanded a beautiful evil - and so I was born.

The cold woke Bela up.

The Universe is everything around you, beyond you, and IT IS ALSO YOU . . .

This is a story about me.

'Who wants to go to the beach for a swim?' said Dad.

Great Great Great

I am a white woman. I am standing beside a black woman. We are facing a group of white people seated in front of us. We are in their workplace and have been hired by their employer to lead them in a dialogue about race.

The sound was stabbing, slicing, shivering, like metal scraping against stone.

Eragon knelt in a bed of trampled reed grass and scanned the tracks with a practiced eye.