More Details, More Devils.

Don’t Call Me Lord Snow.” The Dwarf Lifted An Eyebrow. “would You Rather Be Called The Imp? Let Them See That Their Words Can Cut You And You’ll Never Be Free Of The Mockery. If They Want To Give You A Name Take It Make It Your Own. Then They Can’t Hurt You With It Anymore.

Names Are Hard. I Have A Library Of What To Name Your Baby Books, And I’m Always Picking Up New Books, And Books Of Baby Names From Other Countries. I Like Cool-sounding Names.

The Pale Pink Light Of Dawn Sparkled On Branch And Leaf And Stone. Every Blade Of Grass Was Carved From Emerald, Every Drip Of Water Turned To Diamond. Flowers And Mushrooms Alike Wore Coats Of Glass. Even The Mud Puddles Had A Bright Brown Sheen. Through The Shimmering Greenery, The Black Tents Of His Brothers Were Encased In A Fine Glaze Of Ice. So There Is Magic Beyond The Wall After All.

One Of The Things I Love, And I'm A Voracious Reader As Well As A Writer, Is Books That Surprise Me, That Are Not Predictable.

The Vast Majority Of Writers Out There, They Finish Their Books And No One Cares Whether Their Book Is Late Or Ever Comes Out At All. And Then It Comes Out And Two Reviews Are Published And It Sells 12 Copies.