All Dwarfs Are Bastards In Their Father's

The Wildlings Seemed To Think Ygritte A Great Beauty Because Of Her Hair; Red Hair Was Rare Among The Free Folk, And Those Who Had It Were Said To Be Kissed By Fire, Which Was Supposed To Be Lucky.

I Have Always Regarded Historical Fiction And Fantasy As Sisters Under The Skin, Two Genres Separated At Birth.

The Gods Made The Earth For All Men T' Share. Only When The Kings Come With Their Crowns And Steel Swords, They Claimed It Was All Theirs. "my Trees," They Said, "you Can't Eat Them Apples. My Stream, You Can't Fish Here. My Wood, You're Not T' Hunt. My Earth, My Water, My Castle, My Daughter, Keep Your Hands Away Or I'll Chop 'em Off, But Maybe If You Kneel T' Me I'll Let You Have A Sniff." You Call Us Thieves, But At Least A Thief Has T' Be Brave And Clever And Quick. A Kneeler Only Has T' Kneel.

You Would Consider Me An Atheist Or Agnostic. I Find Religion And Spirituality Fascinating. I Would Like To Believe This Isn’t The End And There’s Something More, But I Can’t Convince The Rational Part Of Me That That Makes Any Sense Whatsoever.

I'm Not A Writer Who's Preaching Some Particular Philosophy Or Something But The Big Questions Do Concern Me And I Like To Make My Readers Think And Debate And Argue With Each Other And Look At Some Aspect Of The World Or Some Act Of Governance Or War Or Power And Have An Angle They Haven't Considered Before, And That's Something I Strive For And Hopefully Have Accomplished.