In The World As I

Arya Lifted Her Gaze From The Dead Man And His Dead Dog. Jaqen H'ghar Was Leaning Up Against The Side Of The Wailing Tower. When He Saw Her Looking, He Lifted A Hand To His Face And Laid Two Fingers Casually Against His Cheek.

Choosing... It Has Always Hurt. And Always Will. I Know.

You Always Try To Do Your Own Thing. One Of The Things I Wanted To Do Was To Write A Book That Combines Some Of The Best Traits Of Contemporary Fantasy With Some Of The Traits Of The Historical Novel.

Of Course It’s Not Enough To Be A Good Man To Be An Effective Ruler And It Never Has Been.

I Am Not Going To Get Into It Myself, Except To Say (1) If I Am Writing "boy Fiction," Who Are All Those Boys With Breasts Who Keep Turning Up By The Hundreds At My Signings And Readings? And (2) Thank You, Geek Girls! I Love You All.