Malinda Lo
Malinda Lo
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Full Name and Common Aliases
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Malinda Lo is an American author of fantasy and young adult fiction.
Birth and Death Dates
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Born on January 8, 1971.
Nationality and Profession(s)
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Lo holds American nationality and is a writer by profession.
Early Life and Background
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Growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area, Lo's early life was marked by a love for fantasy literature. She developed an interest in reading at a young age and credits her parents with introducing her to the world of fiction through authors such as J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis.
Major Accomplishments
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Lo is known for her novel "Ash", which is a retelling of Cinderella set in a fantasy world where magic exists. This book won several awards, including the William C. Morris Debut Award in 2010. She has also published other notable works like "Huntress" and "Adrian".
Notable Works or Actions
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Lo's writing often explores themes of identity, love, and acceptance. Her novels frequently feature LGBTQ+ characters and relationships, contributing to the growing representation of diverse voices within young adult literature.
Impact and Legacy
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Malinda Lo has had a significant impact on the literary world by helping pave the way for greater diversity in YA fiction. Through her work, she has provided readers with complex, relatable characters that reflect real-life experiences.
Why They Are Widely Quoted or Remembered
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Lo is widely quoted and remembered for her innovative storytelling style, which combines elements of fantasy and realism to create immersive narratives. Her commitment to representing diverse voices within the literary world continues to inspire authors and readers alike.
Quotes by Malinda Lo
She’s having a hard time right now because you’re not what she expected. But we’re never what our parents expected. They have to learn that lesson.
Here was her mother sitting down across from her, reaching for her hands and chafing them as if she were frozen. She felt the rub of her mother’s wedding ring against her skin, and her mother’s face swam into focus, her brown eyes full of the sharp worry of love, and Lily thought, You will never look at me like this again.
The word felt dangerous, and also powerful, as if uttering it would summon someone or something.
Birds. They’ve been all over the news. Birds crashing into skyscrapers; dozens of birds dying randomly in some suburb in Virginia. Birds. So when you said a bird crashed your car –.
Perhaps that was the most perverse part of this: the inside-outness of everything, as if denial would make it go away, when it only made the pain in her chest tighten, when it only made her emotions clearer.
It wasn’t like chocolate, Lily thought. It was like finding water after a drought. She couldn’t drink enough, and her thirst made her ashamed, and the shame made her angry.
Fairies were drawn to in-between times like Midsummer’s Eve, when the full weight of summer begins to tip the shorter days of Autumn; or Souls Night, when the spirits of the newly departed walk the land.
To charge someone with love is a great responsibility; there will be an equal yet unexpected reaction.
Haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to have nothing keeping you attached to the ground?