When The End Comes, I

If? The Word Is When.

Of All The Bright Cruel Lies They Tell You, The Cruelest Is The One Called Love.

All Dwarfs Are Bastards In Their Father's Eyes

The Truth Of It Is, Writers Do Have Peculiar Relationships With Their Characters. They Are Our Children In More Senses Than One. They Are Born Of Our Imaginations, Carry Much Of Ourselves In Them, And Embody Whatever Dreams We Dream Of Immortality.

I Think My Very Earliest Stories Were All Intellectual Exercises And I Was Writing From Experiences I Had Never Had About Characters Who Were About An Inch Deep.