A Library Is A Gateway To Others'

You Mortals Are Like Fish Swimming In A Globe Of Glass. That Globe Is Your World. You Do Not See Beyond It.

But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I Like My Head.

I Love Meeting Fans. They're Always Fun, They Always Have Good Things To Say, Smart Questions To Ask, And Plenty Of Ideas For Me To Explore In The Future.

I Suppose He Could Have Changed," Neal Said Dryly. "i Myself Have Noticed My Growing Resemblance To A Daffodil." The Other Pages Snorted. Kel Eyed Her Friend. "you Do Look Yellow Around The Edges," She Told Him, Her Face Quite Serious. "i Hadn’t Wanted To Bring It Up." "we Daffodils Like To Have Things Brought Up," Neal Said, Slinging An Arm Around Her Shoulders. "it Reminds Us Of Spring.

One Of The Things I Strive For Is Realism. I Need To Be As Real As Possible In The Dilemmas My Characters Face.