Personally I have a great deal of fun doing it, which is an inspiration in itself really. It really allows me to daydream, as in “schooldream” which is daydreaming with ink and get paid for it which is something I don’t say to schools when I go in and talk to them.
I didn’t set out to discover a truth. I was actually sent to the Outer Fringes to conduct a chair census and learn some humility. But the truth inevitably found me, as important truths often do, like a lost thought in need of a mind.
For an author just starting out, you’ve got to deliver the goods every year or sooner or people will forget you or you will lose momentum. There is a contract that exists between author and reader.
Ill-fitting grammar are like ill-fitting shoes. You can get used to it for a bit, but then one day your toes fall off and you can’t walk to the bathroom.
Love is a wonderful thing, my dear, but it leaves you wide open for blackmail.
To a great extent, I still write for myself, write what amuses me. Fortunately, I have a quirky sort of strange sense of humor that appeals to other people and that’s good. I still sort of write for myself though there are some areas of the book I feel I have to put in and I feel I have to deliver.
Cats aren’t really friendly, they’re just cozying up to the dominant life-form as a hedge against extinction.
Don’t let anyone tell you the future is already written. The best any prophet can do is to give you the most likely version of future events. It is up to us to accept the future for what it is, or change it. It is easy to go with the flow; it takes a person of singular courage to go against it.
If only life were that simple; if one could jump to the good parts and flick through the bad –.
Love and magic are like oil and water – they just don’t mix.
Okay, this is the wisdom. First, time spent on reconnaissanse is never wasted. Second, almost anything can be improved with the addition of bacon. And finally, there is no problem on Earth that can’t be ameliorated by a hot bath and a cup of tea.
Aspects that we consider normal today could very well be repugnant in the future – eating animals, for one thing, or abundant choice, or invasive surgery. I was simply trying to demonstrate that what is acceptable today may not be acceptable forever, and vice-versa.
Almost anything can be improved with the addition of bacon.
Social mores change with time, like fashion – who knows where it might all end up? I especially like the idea that waste, impoliteness and overpopulation become “abominations,” although I’m not sure recycling one’s aunt will ever truly catch on.
I loved him, officer. More than any woman ever loved an egg.
The Goliath Corporation was to altruism what Genghis Khan was to soft furnishings.
I’ve never been averse to a little risk – after all, writing without risk is not really writing at all. Sometimes one has to just let fly with a high concept piece and see where the pieces fall. As it generally turns out, the central story is familiar, but just with different rules of engagement.
Ordinary adults don’t like children to speak of things that are denied them by their own gray minds.
Religion isn’t the cause of wars, it’s the excuse.
We all make mistakes at some time in our lives, some more than others. It is only when the cost is counted in human lives that people really take notice.