Death Comes Black And Hard,

I'm Frustrated With Hollywood And Television And The Movies Because They See Science Fiction As An Excuse For Eye Candy, For Lots Of Great Special Effects.

Imagine Yourself In The Scene. See What There Is To Be Seen. Listen To The Sounds. Touch The World. Smell The Air. Taste It. Use All Of Your Senses. Then Evoke Those Experiences For The Reader. If You Give The Audience The Flavor, They'll Flesh Out The Moment In Their Own Imaginations.

The Avalanche Of Time Sweeps Everything Before It. Every Individual Instant Hurtles Into Oblivion, Drowning Out The Obliteration Of The Instant Immediately Preceding It, And Then It Too Disappears Under The Onslaught Of The Next And The Next And The Next. When The Avalanche Has Shuddered Past For A Long Enough Time, The Perception Of The Past Evolves. Distant Events Grow Beyond Mere History And Take On The Weight Of Legend.

Contentment Is The Continuing Act Of Accepting The Process Of Your Own Life.

Incompetency Fed On Itself.