{"quotes":[{"text":"My dad used to say, ‘This is what your right arm’s for, son,’” John said. “This is the time and these are the people and I’d give my right arm to be a light, a comfort, to them. I know you would, too. In whatever form it takes. Use these materials and make something great. Do it on faith, knowing you probably won’t be around to see how the story ends.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["dating","dedication","glass-girl","high-school","laura-anderson-kurk","long-distance-relationships","love","nicaragua","orphanage","perfect-glass","romance","sacrifice","teen-books","teen-fiction","volunteerism","wyoming","ya","young-adult-fiction"],"id":17315,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"Is there one in particular, Tennyson?” Henry said, ducking out from under her arm. “I could arrange a meeting.” “Yeah, the one from Texas…what’s his name?”“That would be Dylan. But he’s a nice guy and you’d break his heart. He dropped out of Texas A\u0026M to come up here and saddle bum around with my horses year-round. Knowing your dad, I think you’d better be looking for a pre-med honors student.”“Leave my dad out of this.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["dating","glass-girl","henry-whitmire","laura-anderson-kurk","meg-kavanagh","teen-fiction","texas-a-m-university","wyoming","ya-fiction","young-adult-fiction"],"id":33554,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"And what do you want?”I almost choked. “How could you even ask me that, Henry?”He sighed. “Because I’m thousands of miles away. Because I Skyped into your living room late one night and there’s a dude sitting next to you in the dark. Because Thanet tells me things. And Tennyson sent me a picture of you in a dress that looks like lingerie.”“It’s not that bad,” I said.“I didn’t say it was bad, Meg. It’s about a million miles from bad.” His voice was breaking with exasperation. “Things are crazy here, and I’m questioning everything.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["breakups","dating","glass-girl","henry-whitmire","high-school","jealousy","laura-anderson-kurk","long-distance-relationships","love","meg-kavanagh","nicaragua","orphanage","perfect-glass","playlist-fiction","romance","skype","wyoming"],"id":53001,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"On the best nights, he’d appear outside the bookstore window and wait for me to unlock the door. He usually hadn’t had time to shower between doing things with cattle and horses and coming to find me, and he looked older than us and stronger than us.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["bookstore","dating","glass-girl","henry-whitmire","laura-anderson-kurk","love","meg-kavanagh","teen-fiction","wyoming","ya-fiction","young-adult-fiction"],"id":78535,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"«Proprio un elfo snob doveva toccarmi in sorte?» le rispose divertito. «Allora, non mi rimane altra scelta che portarti in campeggio, prima o poi, o in canoa o a fare una nuotata nel lago.»Lei lo fissò con la sua più riuscita espressione Scordartelo disegnata sul volto.«Puoi guardarmi come vuoi, ma mai dire mai» ridacchiò lui.«Oh, invece mai è una delle mie parole preferite.» «Scommetto che ti piacerebbe…»«Cosa?»«Il campeggio. Le stelle, il silenzio, le foglie che mormorano al vento, sai, quelle cose lì.» «Per non parlare di orsi, insetti e magari di qualche serpente che ha perso la strada di casa. Mi vengono I brividi solo a pensarci. Sono un elfo cittadino a tutti gli effetti e ho il terrore di tutto ciò che si muove e che non sia addomesticabile.»Lui la fissò con aria divertita. «Incluso il sottoscritto?»Le si era avvicinato troppo e ora la fissava come se volesse divorarla, in modo così sfacciato che, per puro istinto di sopravvivenza, arretrò di un passo. Non abbassò lo sguardo ma per qualche attimo non seppe cosa rispondergli. Non che avesse dubbi che la categoria esseri viventi non addomesticabili e pericolosi includesse anche lui, almeno a dar retta a tutte quelle farfalle che le svolazzavano nello stomaco, ma come avrebbe potuto rispondergli sì? Così gli sorrise a sua volta, pronta all’ennesima bugia.«Sono convinta, predatore, che tu, nonostante I grugniti e I continui brontolii e la tua probabile parentela con un grizzly, sia molto addomesticabile.»Lui alzò un sopracciglio, con un’espressione da schiaffi da premio Oscar.","author":"Viviana Giorgi","tags":["camping","hope","la-bella-e-la-bestia","wyoming"],"id":97678,"author_id":"Viviana+Giorgi"},{"text":"The mountains knew the definition of freedom. They provided a place where he could find his mind.","author":"Daniel J. Rice","tags":["freedom","mind","mountains","sanity","wilderness","wyoming"],"id":152035,"author_id":"Daniel+J.+Rice"},{"text":"I thought back to Meg’s advice about Hemingway sentences—simple declarative statements that showed the truth and distilled the meaning. My first attempt at that had been cynical and messed up. I gave it a go again.Find one lost sheep.The angels rejoice.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["angels","college","cynicism","dating","faith","glass-girl","hemingway","high-school","laura-anderson-kurk","long-distance-relationship","love","nicaragua","orphan","orphanage","perfect-glass","religion","teen-fiction","teen-literature","wyoming","ya","young-adult-fiction"],"id":157871,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"It was about how men walk into a forest afraid because they know all the things that can happen. They might wake the noisy birds and cause chaos. But kids come into the trees and see the magic. They climb them and see stars that the men were too afraid to see.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["being-but-men","chaos","college","dylan-thomas","glass-girl","government","henry-whitmire","high-school","laura-anderson-kurk","long-distance-relationship","love","meg-kavanagh","nicaragua","orphanage","perfect-glass","poetry","romance","wyoming"],"id":187481,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"My mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She’d set her coffee down, making a noise that made me look her way. I’d begun to notice her less and less often, like her colors were fading and blending in with walls. She was shrinking. Or maybe her sphere of influence in the family was shrinking. My dad glanced at her, too, and then wrote something on a napkin. He slid it across the counter to me—Don’t worry. Come home in one piece. Have fun and act like a sixteen-year-old for a change.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["depression","family","glass-girl","grief","laura-anderson-kurk","love","mental-illness","romance","separation","teen-fiction","wyoming","ya-fiction","young-adult-fiction"],"id":199498,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"},{"text":"He carried her over the Owl Creek mountain range without stopping,” he said, quietly this time. “He carried her until he reached one of the hot springs around what became Chapin, and then he walked into the water with her and held her there for three days. He had about given up when she opened her eyes and whispered his name.","author":"Laura Anderson Kurk","tags":["dating","glass-girl","henry-whitmire","laura-anderson-kurk","love","meg-kavanagh","myth","native-american","owl-creek-mountains","shoshone","teen-fiction","wyoming","ya-fiction","young-adult-fiction"],"id":200487,"author_id":"Laura+Anderson+Kurk"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":25,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}