Growing up, I never gave a thought to being a writer. All I ever wanted to be was a traveler and explorer. Science-fiction allowed me to go places that were otherwise inaccessible, which is why I started reading it.
I’ve been writing full-time since 1978.
I write early in the morning, usually after reading portions of at least half a dozen newspapers on the web.
An apex is always surrounded only by emptiness.
First comes the day Then comes the night. After the darkness Shines through the light. The difference, they say, Is only made right By the resolving of gray Through refined Jedi sight. – Journal of the Whills, 7:477.
It is you,” Ren murmured. His words unsettled her: Not for the first time, he seemed to know more about her than she did about herself.
That was her life, Rey reflected: a succession of anxious moments, interrupted only by the novelty of occasional panic.
If there was one thing a competent fighting force did not need, Hux knew, it was unforeseen outbursts of individuality.
She finally managed to free her fingers from his. “I know how to run without you holding my hand!
Those who had led the rebellion had under-estimated the deeply buried desire of far too large a proportion of the population who simply preferred to be told what to do. Much easier it was to follow orders than to think for oneself. So everyone had argued and debated and discussed. Until it was too late.
When people don’t have access to facts, they invent what they’d like to believe, or what they think others would like to hear.
She was nearly twenty, with dark hair, darker eyes, and a hint of something deeper within. There was a freshness about her that the surrounding harsh landscape had failed to eliminate. Anyone glancing at her would have thought her soft: a serious error of judgment.
With a shock, the trooper who had arrived to render aid to his fallen comrade recognized the one whose life was now bleeding out inside his armor. They had trained together. Shared meals, stories, experiences together. Now they were sharing death together.
Hearing his howls of outrage, a pair of stormtroopers crossing at the far end of the access hallway changed course to investigate. What they saw within the cell as bits and pieces of red-hot debris came flying out caused them to retreat the way they had come – fast.
Oh really? You’re cold?
The trooper spoke while staring nervously down the corridor. “Because it’s the right thing to do.” Poe shook his head, not buying it for a second. “Buddy, if we’re gonna do this, we have to be honest with each other.” The trooper stared at him for a long moment. “I need a pilot.
A little bit of everything you admire eventually rubs off on you.
Without the Jedi, there can be no balance in the Force, and all will be given over to the dark side.
Back to Jak – Why does everyone always want to go back to Jakku? There’s nothing there! Sand and junk and rocks and sand and quicksand and sand – I don’t get it!
I’m not afraid of the dark I know. It’s the dark I don’t that terrifies me.