{"author":"Meagan Spooner","author_id":"Meagan+Spooner","total_quotes":9,"quotes":[{"text":"Writer's block' is just a fancy way of saying 'I don't feel like doing any work today.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["humor","inspirational","writer-s-block","writers","writing"],"id":15163,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"None of this was what held Yeva's gaze. Because in the bottom of the valley, straddling the river nestled in the foothills, was a castle.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["beauty-and-the-beast","castle","fantasy","magic","ya","yeva"],"id":50383,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"I would have kept you safe,' he said.I closed my eyes, forcing the tears down my cheek to break against the dam of his fingers. 'I know.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["love","romance","sad"],"id":110326,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"We're inches apart yet worlds away.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["jubilee","sci fi"],"id":162842,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"I heard her voice, her stories, her softness as she spoke of her family, and her iron as she spoke of me - I heard her scream, and I moved without thought.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["beast","beauty","beauty and the beast","hunted","love","meagan-spooner"],"id":312914,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"All of it—for this. Leading us to a door we can't open, a password we don't have.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["amie kaufman","broken","humour","meagan spooner","sci fi","stars","these-broken-stars"],"id":324741,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest—and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. She reminds us of what we used to be.She reminds us of what we could be.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["beast","beauty-and-the-beast","fairy-tales","fantasy","ya","yeva"],"id":334895,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"Fire cannot hurt us. And yet, when we light her a lantern, there is a moment as we watch the wick flare in the darkness-a moment in which I want to touch the flame. Just to see if I can still be burned.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["fire","yeva"],"id":360037,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"},{"text":"She remembered perching on the sill of her bedroom window with the pane opened a crack so she could let the winter in, and she remembered letting it sting her nose and wash over her until she was shivering and blue.","author":"Meagan Spooner","tags":["winter"],"id":468984,"author_id":"Meagan+Spooner"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":9,"pages":1}}