If They Asked How I Died Tell

I've Been Accused Countless Times Of Writing Gloomy Futures. But To Me, The Texture Of My Sci-fi Just Feels Like An Extrapolation Of Current Trends.

For Me, Any Fiction Of Nobles And Swords Necessarily Has To Be A Story Of Corruption, Injustice And Savagely Violent Conflict - Because Any Other Treatment Is Going To Have All The Heft And Realistic Honesty Of A Bedtime Fairy Tale For Five Year Olds.

If They Asked How I Died Tell Them: Still Angry.

Certainly A Decade And A Half Out In The Real World, Bashing My Head Against Things, Probably Made Me Into A More Textured Writer. It Gives You Something To Write About.

A Weapon Is A Tool," She Repeated, A Little Breathlessly. "a Tool For Killing And Destroying. And There Will Be Times When, As An Envoy, You Must Kill And Destroy. Then You Will Choose And Equip Yourself With The Tools That You Need. But Remember The Weakness Of Weapons. They Are An Extension--you Are The Killer And Destroyer. You Are Whole, With Or Without Them.