John Green’s Biography

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John Green is the New York Times bestselling author of Looking for Alaska, An Abundance of Katherines, Paper Towns, and The Fault in Our Stars. He is also the coauthor, with David Levithan, of Will Grayson, Will Grayson. He was 2006 recipient of the Michael L. Printz Award, a 2009 Edgar Award winner, and has twice been a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. Green’s books have been published in more than a dozen languages.

In 2007, Green and his brother Hank ceased textual communication and began to talk primarily through videoblogs posted to YouTube. The videos spawned a community of people called nerdfighters who fight for intellectualism and to decrease the overall worldwide level of suck. (Decreasing suck takes many forms: Nerdfighters have raised hundreds of thousands of dollars to fight poverty in the developing world; they also planted thousands of trees around the world in May of 2010 to celebrate Hank’s 30th birthday.) Although they have long since resumed textual communication, John and Hank continue to upload two videos a week to their YouTube channel, vlogbrothers. Their videos have been viewed more than 200 million times, and their channel is one of the most popular in the history of online video. He is also an active Twitter user with more than 1.2 million followers.

Green’s book reviews have appeared in The New York Times Book Review and Booklist, a wonderful book review journal where he worked as a publishing assistant and production editor while writing Looking for Alaska. Green grew up in Orlando, Florida before attending Indian Springs School and then Kenyon College.

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Mara de Castro April 19, 2014 at 6:47 pm

Dear John, (haha)

I truly, gosh, love your work. See, Hazel reads “An Imperial Affliction” thousands and thousands and millions of time, so I just read “The Fault in Our Stars” 2 times in English, 1 time in Spanish, and 3 times in Portuguese (which is my own language) and now, well, I will start it again but in French uhu (I am damn addicted girl), I just LOVE to read and I thought that my favorite book of all times was “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” but I there is two so!!!!
Well, I am working on some writing now (I am not a writer, I am just na humble rising artist, but yet I love I have a lot on my mind and I have to put them somewhere, basically I just write “biographies” of some “folks” that comes and gone on my mind) so, I just you know need someone who could read and give me a critical, I don’t know, is that stupid to ask? I mean, I you have any e-mail or anything I could send it or part of it ( I don’t know what am I thinking about… whatever)
I just want to tell you, I just LOVE your videos and writings so… thank you for that, really helps me a lot!!!!!!!!! (I am kinda like Hazel (TFIOS) – but I don’t know if I have cancer or anything worse than my illness – and short of a girl version of Charlie (The Perks of Being a Wallflower) – but I never was sexualy abused – Thanks God!

I guess I said a lot so, THANK YOU again and I wish you and your family a marvelous and amazing and blessfull (i don’t belive that word exist) life :)



Clair Carvalho April 19, 2014 at 11:02 pm

John thank you for you have created an amazing story, no doubt you have already changed the lives of many people. And it’s fantastic that the world we live amid all this chaos, there are stories that saves us. The world needs good stories. Always.


John Land April 20, 2014 at 7:49 am

Mr. Green–I am a 46 year old man writing a fan letter (or posting a fan comment). My 12-year-old daughter asked to read “Fault” so I picked it up to read before her (there were rumors of explicit sexuality–codenamed “culture” in our home–that had to be dispelled).

What can I gush, that hasn’t been gushed before, probably right here on this page? I haven’t read all the back comments. I haven’t read your bio, really, or watched any of your videos…Yet.

I’m not even sure that I will give my daughter the book…Yet. Am I ready for the squalls of tears that “Fault” will unleash? Hell, you practically had ME crying with Hazel’s occasional references to her dad’s crying….What dad wouldn’t cry to see his daughter suffer this way? I have a friend who lost a son to cancer almost 10 years ago, and I still don’t know what to say to him. And he doesn’t talk much about it either. On second thought, maybe I’m not his friend after all.

I’m a high school reading teacher. I spend my days coming up with new and exciting ways to force teens to open books and look at the words on them. They come up with new and relentless ways to thwart me in this (usually with the aid of personal electronics). So, I’ve read lots of “teen” literature, and I don’t blame students for not wanting to read it.

So, thanks for writing a book with not too many cuss words. For going easy on the “culture.” For quoting T.S. Eliot and . For finding something new to say about a horrifically real problem. Not the cancer, so much– I mean teenage love. And, for Hazel’s parents, who aren’t idiots, but just in unimaginable pain. For giving me a new arrow in my quiver of books to shoot at students. :) Good job, you!


heaven russell April 20, 2014 at 8:47 am

Ok Mr. Green I have questions about Hazel Grace and what happens to her and I will not allow you to Peter Van Hotten me cause I deserve answer but before I talk about this let me just say that your books are amazing I have read TFIOS and a little bit of LFA. I believe you are a Great author with extreme talents but maybe you can answer my questions.


Paige Janey April 22, 2014 at 6:00 am

I am also eager to know more of fact i’m kind of desperate. Although, I do think John left the book where it was for the irony..maybe it would be best to leave it this way?


Maddie April 20, 2014 at 2:07 pm

Have you ever thought about writing a sequel to The Fault in Our Stars? I think it would be really awesome to learn more about Hazel. Also it seems like maybe Hazel and Issac could have a thing in the future.


Tamar April 20, 2014 at 3:29 pm

Hi John,
This is long over do. I’ll skeap the prasing part and get down to it (the prasing part could take a while and
i don’t have a lot of time) . I am writing a philosophy paper for school in wich I am analysing Paper Towns as an expression of authenticity from the points of view of Albert Camus, Jean-Paul Sartre, and Friedrich Nietzsche. I think it would be great for my work if it had the insight of the author (Cheers for living authors!). Do you think Margo is authentic? Do you think Q is? Does is matter to you? Anything ells?
p.s I really love your books, they have influenced my life in so many ways- thank you…
Thanks in advance,


Javiera Carolina April 20, 2014 at 6:59 pm

Dear John: I write because it disertare about you in school.I have researched much online, I have not found much. could answer some questions soon?. Was your childhood something that you come to read and to write?.
How do you start to write?.
That was what inspired you to write?
That authors you inspired?
who is your favorite author?
What inspired your book?.
Are your books based on some experience of life or your imagination?.
I knew it would be difficult to talk about it for the short time that you have been writing books compared with other authors, but even so I decided to take the risk with you, I hope I help write.
With love, a reader of Chile.


katelyn April 21, 2014 at 3:15 am

Dear John.
For one, I love you Book: The Faults in our Stars, I thought beening a young girl with special need was hard, which was hard and still is hard. I was upset when Gus died and thought to myself, what if I died? huh? what would the world be like then? I can’t wait to I get Paper Towns. you should write a second book for tfios. :)


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Simòne Aisiks April 21, 2014 at 1:07 pm

Dear John Green, if you will ever read this, if it will ever appear in your email’s inbox,

Today seems to have changed my normal stream of consciousness, as I decided to pick up you book, take my first drag of what I assumed would be a nice tidy box of something that will, when comes June, a feature on the sides of many New York metro buses, dazzling, the summer “blockbuster.” Instead, I read your novel and firmly stayed on the train that so willingly wanted to take me home. I refused, and rode it all the way back to school, and read and reread Stars again.

I felt a deep impulse to contact you. And not in a creepy or outlandish way, even though some may describe me as the latter, which I approve of, in a somewhat uppity fashion, which bothers me that I think that my outlandishness boasts uppityness, but regardless, your words are one. of. a. damn. kind. This email is part admiration, and part edification, for I consider myself a fellow writer, and would like to share/ask for any particular advice on the piece that I have attached below. It is a non-fiction piece, the only piece to my name, and it is only two mere pages of ME. Please take a look. I know you might not have time, being the magnificent John Green and all, but just as Peter Van Houten had a duty to his dead daughter, perhaps I can rightfully say you have a duty to read a short story on the death of my sister.

Here goes nothing:

I remember the back scratches, late at night. I remember the fluttering eyelashes, grazing her thin, almost hairless eyebrows. I remember the pitter-patter of the bathwater, trickling down her spine, as I let the bathtub flood. I remember those soap balls that she liked to bathe in, the drops of inky blue, dispersing and spreading through the clear water. I remember the bedding on her crib, the pink trim and the white thread coming undone, her gnawing, easing the pain. I remember her wispy hair, hair like dehydrated cotton candy at the only summer carnival we went to, on the 4th of July, the bright lights and the strange faces, the silver gleam of the moon streaking across the sky. I remember her yellowing nails. Her bloodshot eyes. The IV drip. Her convex chest, heaving. After that, I don’t remember much else.
Her memorial remains particularly vivid, a brilliant October day. The dreadful chiming sounds on the funeral’s porch, shimmying in the wind. The salmon-colored sky, the shouts, the milky spots as I shut my eyes, as hard as I could, willing all to go away. The erratic thumping of my heartbeat, of my uncle’s heartbeat, as I clung to his chest, hoisted in the air, with my head drooping off of his shoulder. I saw pinpoints of light, my consciousness fleeting, as I became lightheaded. I trembled silently as the tears came, swiftly swimming down my face, like a school of fish fighting against their inevitable fate, the monstrous shark closing in just behind them. The last bubbles of air had crept up from my lungs, and I began to gasp for air, choking. When it was all over, finally over, I looked out to the other side of the meadow, the fog creeping over the long daggers of grass, and the woods I saw earlier were now veiled and silent, and the rolling hills that seemed to roll on and on and on had vanished, leaving no evidence of their presence.
Over time the tension intensified, whether a direct cause of the sudden events or not. I would run the tap water, pretending to fill up cups and cups as the fighting ensued, so I wouldn’t have to listen. The various, unpleasant qualities that each of us had became magnified, more concentrated. The jokes we made fell flat, the moods became more extreme, the fuse had shortened, and anger spread with the potency of a chemical weapon. Death is irrational, ironic. It continuous forever, when it really is supposed to be the end. It was the snap of a rubber band, flung out to the farthest corners of our universe, the boundaries of our family. Our sanity evaporated. As if I was sitting in the first row at an auto race, awaiting the cars to zip out, and I blinked, and all I heard was the siren, but saw nothing. The cars were already on the other side. All I saw was the smut that rose from the blazing track, the only proof that the cars had began their quest.
I had only the love for the withered soul of my sister. The currents of my heart, the bubbling of the fire within that I once had, was never depleted, however. That fire was channeled into ruins. The lure of the arena, of the fight, took over me, enveloped me in its arms. It cradled my fire. My skin, dashes of white, red, purple. It became shallow, like a riverbank, and just as the jagged rocks and twigs would poke out, my veins of red bulged, boiling, glaring out at the open-ness of the land, a land without my soul, a land without hers.
But the years flowed by, the quickening rivers of my tears followed in pursuit, and the rage faded, ever so slightly. While her soul traveled farther and farther away, the holes in my heart that were clogged with sorrow seemed to drain, and my quivering lips parted every so often, simpering. I was as cheerful as grave, but charmed with positivity. Fondness and tenderness caressed my spirit, and appreciation blossomed, for all things enjoyable and all things irritable. I was smitten with the world, and my existence was greeted with no more pity, no more compassion. In loving all things not myself, I began to love myself, a being in this orb, an indestructible Samson.

If my ad were in the paper, it would say: Eighteen Year Old Searching for Something, with a Capital S.

Sincerely Yours,
Simone Aisiks


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Fernanda Ignacio April 21, 2014 at 7:31 pm

John Green ,
Thank you for writing great books , especially The fault in our stars . I loved this book, I cried and smiled a lot reading this book . And I have some questions I hope you respond ( I had the idea to write this email because Gus ) .
- What happens to Hazel after the death of Gus ?
- How Hazel dies ? And when she dies ?
- Isaac dating someone after the end of the book ?
- Hazel ‘s mother does what after the death of his daughter ?
- The mother of Hazel turns a Patrick ?
I’ve read several times , and I thought about several late for the book , but I would like to know the answers to my questions , I would really like you to answer .
If you read this email (I know it is very busy) , please answer me .
After reading your book I try to live each day as if it were the last day of my life , and I intend to read all the other books you have written.
Is my e- mail is
My facebook is fernanda.ignacio.395 @
Fernanda Ignacio


NATALI ARAÚJO April 21, 2014 at 8:11 pm

John Green <3 Meu escritor favorito!


Agustina April 21, 2014 at 9:34 pm

Hello, i’m reading The Fault In Our Stars and I think it’s perfect, the best book i have ever read. I’m 12 years old and i’m from Uruguay. You are the best writer EVER! Please answer me :) thank you!


Rajeshwari April 22, 2014 at 2:02 am

Dear John Green,
I’m in love with all your books but my all time favourite is TFIOS. I’ve read the book 8 times and each time I read the book I cry and laugh. It felt like I became blind when Isaac lost his eye, a part of me died with Gus. I know I shouldn’t be so attached to a book but I can’t help it.

I have some questions and please answer it when you read it. (I don’t want to be the Hazel here.)
-Who/what inspired you to writing the book?
-Do you plan on writing an epilogue?
-What happens to Mr. & Mrs. Waters and Mr. & Mrs. Lancaster?
-Does Hazel die?
-Do Hazel and Isaac fall in love?
-Does Mrs. Lancaster complete her MSW?
-Does she become a Patrick? Or a better version of Patrick?

I can only hope that you’d reply but I’ll keep sending fan mail like Hazel does to Van Houten.
Thank you so so so much for the book, I love love love you and your writing.
If you ever wish to email me my ID is

P.S.: I’d never forget the day you reply i.e., if you ever will and even if you can’t answer all the questions please answer a few of them.


Paige Janey April 22, 2014 at 5:47 am

Dear John,
(That sounds familiar XD)
I’m going to apologize in advance for my ‘Un-advanced’ writing technique in my review compared to all the other beautiful comments i’d read before writing my own. Well, saying ‘Review’, I would class it more as a “Thank You!”
Wow, I digress *sighs* anyhow;
John, I have recently finished The Fault In Our Stars. Literally, The Best Book I have ever read. Bar none. So, I thank you for bringing this simple pleasure I have of reading quietly to myself, to a huge obsession and a “Must do” every evening when I get in. You’re the only author to have ever done this to me…
In fact I was so hooked, I took my copy everywhere with me as I was approaching the end of the book. I read it at school in class reading lessons, in the car home from school, in bed, in the hotel lobby, in a doctors surgery… It was there that I learned something about myself. I was reading TFiOS there, and I had just learned Augustus had died. I was completely fine and carried on reading. But then it sunk in the page after. So I went back. I re-read that last section…I cried -.- I actually surprised my self that I found myself in that state at a book. I must admit, books do hit me harder than films do because I adore using my brain to run wild; but I had never, yet, cried at a book before.
That, was something special. So that I thank you for.
Also, it must have been the way it was written, very sophisticated but very cleverly set so I found it tugged at my heart strings more than once.
Finally, I must admit; I kind of fancy Gus. If Augustus existed, and presented himself infront of me, I would die. Genuinely, I have never met a person to suit me like him, and it aggravates me that he is just a figment of your imagination that you had shared with The World, not just me…although, it feels like it. Equally, it aggravates me that I am uncontrollably jealous of Hazel G race. I’m jealous of the kind, naive nature of her character, the maturity she is expected to reach for such a sad topic and I am jealous of her time she got to spend with Augustus Waters.

I thank you for my jealousy, Mr Green, and I must now listen to acoustic You Me At Six to get over myself.

- Aggravated, Yet Content-


Savannah April 22, 2014 at 3:57 pm

Hey John,

I have read The Fault In Our Stars and its brilliant. But I am reading Paper Towns now and I have just read the most beautiful words you have ever written. “To try, even at this great remove, to hear the opera of her.” To put it simply it does not surprise me that you are a very happily married man.


Brenda Tress April 22, 2014 at 4:48 pm

Dear Mr. John Green
My name is Brenda Tress, a few minutes ago finished reading one of his books entitled “the Fault in our stars” the book seemed wonderful at all and also left me with a desire to someday get to read the work “An imperial affliction” hope ever consider writing that book and allow your readers to share that interest in the work as did Hazel and Gus

Yours with great admiration
Brenda Tress 17 years old


Emily Flower April 22, 2014 at 5:35 pm

Dear Mr. Green,

I read a book. ” The Fault In Our Stars”.
I loved it, although like many people I cried.
The tragedy never really caught me off gaurd
Though, and quite frankly I don’t know why.Mr. Green,
I love this book with all my mind. Will you ever
Make a second book? And if so, May I assist you in writing it?



Eirwen April 22, 2014 at 5:55 pm

Hello John,
I have just started (and finished!) reading ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ which was, and I don’t mean to sound clichéd but it was so thought-provoking and has really changed my opinion on those suffering from illness’, of course I was never against the sick; who could be? But being quite young (11) I was unsure on the matter, and I didn’t really know how to react to the people suffering, and I was self- conscious of what to say or do, but after this book, I realise how hard it must be knowing that you have a limited time, and that, sick or well, you should live, love and laugh as much as possible (I know that sounds extremely cheesy, but oh well) like Hazel did, she made her own ‘little infinity’ with Gus even though she knew it would have to end one way or another. So really this is a thank you, for writing such a wonderful book (which has been a privilege to read!) I will certainly read some more of these fabulous books!!!! Thanks again,

Eirwen, age 11!!!


shaniah April 22, 2014 at 6:31 pm

dear john

you have wrote a wonderful book is there going to be a next part to this book and if so please let Hazel and Issac be together for crying out loud because they kind of seem like a good couple….PLEASE!!!!!


Yasmin April 23, 2014 at 2:27 pm

Dear Mr. Green,
I know you receive messages like this really often, but I can tell you how much your books and the characters you created mean to me.
I just want to thank you for your amazing and unique stories. They are just the kind of books that will be a piece of our hearts forever. I have never thought that I will think of books like this, but you changed my view of the world a lot, and I have to thank you. With your beautiful stories, we take a new wisdom with us. The first book from you I read was The Fault in Our Stars, and I chosed this book to read because I wanted to know why you have chosen this kind of magical title and I wanted to know why fault is caused by stars. It was a gift that I could read Hazel´s story, and a gift that I won a new favourite author. I finally know how important it is to love, your books gave me confidence and bravery, and I thought I would never knew the meaning of confidence or bravery. Your stories gave me something really important, a gift which I want to take seriously. I probably don´t know if you (or anyone else) will read this (my life story which I summarized in this comment), but I want to go my way braverly and with the your wonderful stories in my heart. -Yasmin.


Bruna M. Gobbo Gonçalves April 23, 2014 at 8:27 pm

Hello John Green ,

I am writing to say that I am not only your fan and fan of his books , but also for making me learn about life . The first book of his I read was ” The fault in our stars ” that behind a love story there was much chained philosophy, like the time that Augustus did not want to be forgotten and Hazel says that one day will just be left scars and even even they will die , confirmed in ” Looking for Alaska ” in which Miles writes in his work Religion that one day everything falls apart .
In ” Paper Towns ” found interesting the way you explored Quentin . Pity ! He left Florida and went to NY after a crazy as Margo , even though it is legal. But now , as Hazel , I ask you to tell me what happens to Q and Margo , they return home or are abandoned in place? Do not be like Van Houten , please!
An interesting but sad fact what happened was that on April 15 began to read ” Looking for Alaska ” and on April 17 Gabriel Garcia Marquez died on the same day 17 I had read a passage in which he ( Garcia Marquez ) quotes the last words of Simon Bolivar , but now , what will be the last words of Gabriel Garcia Marquez ?

PS : If you ‘ve read this far , far, far , thank you ! I’ll be flattered if you answer me . I’m sorry if there were some errors in grammar , by the way , I am Brazilian and my English is not one of the best . Thank you!


Darian April 23, 2014 at 9:35 pm

Does Pudge, the Colonel or Laura ever find out what happened to Alaska? What happens to them in the future? Do they end up graduating? What happens to Jake? Does anyone end up meeting Takumi again?


Sandrine Guilbert April 23, 2014 at 9:51 pm

Hi John, my name is Sandrine and me and my best friend Farah have always been huge fans of your books. In two weeks she is going to turn 16 and I would be so grateful if with her gift (a hard cover copy of trios) I could give a little voice recording or video of her favourite author saying happy birthday. I know the odds of you seeing this are slim, but I wanted to try :)
Thank you and dftba :)


Ryleigh Christensen April 23, 2014 at 10:16 pm

Dear John Green,

(That first part sounded like it was from the movie “Dear John” the one with Channing Tatum.) I would like to know what happens to Hazel Grace. does she die does she live? Does she win her battle with cancer? Will you make a sequel or are you going to be like Van Houten? My friends and I were talking about being the Hazel in this situation because we live in Chicago. These are a little more personal questions. What is your favorite song and band/soloist. What is you favorite movie. Did you play sports in middle/high school? How did you get through the days when you felt alone and scared?

P.S. I am doing a research paper on you for language and after reading “The Fault In Our Stars” is what inspired me to write about you.


Caitlyn G April 23, 2014 at 10:26 pm

Dear John,
What do you say to your favorite author??? Well I’m going to start by saying well, I love all of your books mainly THE FAULT IN OUR STARS. I am going to pull a “Hazel” and ask a few questions and my dying WISH is that you answer them please.
1)what happens to Hazel when the book ends??? Does she live a long life or does she die shortly after???
2)If Hazel does die then what happens to her mom and dad???
3)Does Isacc ever get his robot eyes???
and finally 4) What happens to Van Houten???
Also one last thing I plan to be a Journalist or writer when i get older and i was just wondering if you had any tips???
Yours Truly,
Caitlyn Gebert

P.S. Please dont pull a Van Houten
P.P.S What happened to Anna’s mother???

thank you so truly much


Amanda Moura April 24, 2014 at 11:59 am

Mr. Green ‘m a fan of his latest book Guilt and stars , and would like to give an opinion about his book , he is a great and inspiring book not only for children with cancer also more children and adolescents, as well as aultos also , I ‘m 12 years old , and do 13 in 10 days , I loved your book , despite having wept enough to flood my house , starting in chapter 21 when Augustus Waters died , was nasty the terrible death of my favorite character I cried for weeks ( stupid reader ) do not know if this really is your email , I am more in perspective , I hope you read my request, simply whether Hazel Grace is cured of cancer or if she dies , I would love to know also if it continues going to the house of the parents of Augustus .
Thanks for listening , I really appreciate the heart if you read this simple and Comm email , and wait quietly while desperately your answer ..
Signed : Amanda Moura
email :


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