Make no judgments where you have no compassion.
The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer's fear.
My eyes are green, my hair is silver and I freckly; the rest is subject to change without notice.
Above us, outlined against the brilliant sky, dragons crowded every available perching space on the Rim. And the sun made a gold of every one of them.
I didn't mean to stay up all night to finish Windhaven, but I had to!
I wouldn't encourage new writers to start off publishing through electronic media... it still isn't wide enough for the readership they would need to get a good start