We each have our lives... What matters is not how long those lives last, but what we do with them.
Every life has a destiny... the trick is to discover it before then end of your life. Otherwise, you will have too many regrets.
Somebody hates vampires, Mr. Chambeaux, but I have no idea who or why. Haven’t they read Twilight?
I have a feeling we’re mooning a mean junkyard dog, all brave and laughing – until the dog’s leash breaks.
You’re being prejudiced, McGoo. Even unnaturals want love.
A moment of consideration often prevents a thousand apologies.
I always had this non-stop drive. I had to keep sending stories out and every once in awhile I’d get something accepted or get the little trickle of positive feedback.
I don’t think the author should make the reader do that much work to remember who somebody is.
I got to spend all of my time every day at work reading and editing papers about cutting-edge technical research and getting paid for it. Then I’d go home at night and turn what I learned into science fiction stories.
I had a minor in Russian history, and this was at the time when the big Cold War was going on.
Well, I know that George Lucas doesn’t like it at all. When I was working on The Illustrated Star Wars Universe, he told me that he would be happy if every copy could be tracked down and smashed...
SHADOW PROWLER is a fresh, exuberant take on territory that will be familiar to all fans of classic high fantasy. Alexey Pehov introduces a cast of charming, quirky, unsavory, even loathesome characters in a fast-paced, entertaining adventure.
Patrick Rothfuss gives us a fabulous debut, standing firmly on the main stage of the fantasy genre and needing no warm-up act. Jordan and Goodkind must be looking nervously over their shoulders!
For a feature in next month’s issue of Prog magazine, the photographer spent many hours setting up a photo shoot of me with part of my music collection in my writing office. Since I do most of my writing outside in nature, we felt this shot was most representative.
If I could go back in time and tell my younger self that eventually that I’d become very successful writing Dune books after Frank Herbert’s death, I would have laughed myself silly, I think, at how strange that prospect would be.
I’m talking to you and it’s basically a direct communication, whereas if I’m writing a letter to you and you read the letter, there are like 12 extra deconstruction and reconstruction steps in the communication.
It was like there was a pile of kindling that was in the back of my imagination just waiting there. Once I lit it, it just flared up and I kept getting ideas and ideas.
We wanted to write the first prequels as a story that anyone could pick up.
I mean, I wasn’t stupid. I knew we’d make money and sell a lot of Dune books.
The people who make policy decisions should damned well know what they are talking about before they make the decisions. There is nobody who is an expert on cloning who would be afraid after seeing Attack of the Clones.