You'd Never Killed Anyone. Then You Had.

There Are No Wrong Turnings. Only Paths We Had Not Known We Were Meant To Walk.

Eanna Love Us, Adaon Preserve Us, Morian Guard Our Souls.

As Many Have Noted, The Peril For Authors Is That Our Work Space Is Too Easily Our Play Space.

But If You Couldn't Do Everything, Did That Mean You Did Nothing?

My Youngest Brother Had A Wonderful Schtick From Some Time In High School, Through To Graduating Medicine. He Had A Card In His Wallet That Read, ‘if I Am Found With Amnesia, Please Give Me The Following Books To Read …’ And It Listed Half A Dozen Books Where He Longed To Recapture That First Glorious Sense Of Needing To Find Out ‘what Happens Next’ … The Feeling That Keeps You Up Half The Night. The Feeling That Comes Before The Plot’s Been Learned.