I Hereby Resolve To Kill

It Was A Really Strange And Unique Sort Of Process For Me To Adapt My Own Book.

There Are So Many Stories To Tell In The Worlds Of Science Fiction, The Worlds Of Fantasy And Horror That To Confine Yourself To Even Doing Historical Revisionist Fiction, Whatever You Want To Call It - Mash-ups, Gimmick Lit, Absurdist Fiction - I Don't Know If I Want To Do That Anymore.

Movie Characters Rarely Get To Think Out Loud Or Talk Very Much About Their Emotions. Instead They Have To, Very Briefly, Show Their Feelings Through Their Action Or Through Dialog.

I Always Say That The Characters In Jane Austen's Original Books Are Rather Like Zombies Because They Live In This Bubble Of Immense Wealth And Privilege And No Matter What's Going On Around Them They Have A Singular Purpose To Maintain Their Rank And To Impress Others.

I Nearly Broke Out Laughing When The Wrteched Soothsayer Warned Caesar: "beware The Ides Of April." I Thought It A Miracle (and A Relief) That No One In The Udience Had Snickered Or Yelled Out A Correction. How Could Such An Error Be Made By An Actor? Had My Ears Deceived Me?