That is why we dread children, even if we love them. They show us the state of our decay.

The prose poem Walk The Red Road is great stuff and deserves to be read aloud. It compares quite favorably to The Walls Of Emerald by Li Chiang Yen, a Chinese poet of the late Tang period.

That is why we dread children, even if we love them. They show us the state of our decay.

My briefest ever definition of science fiction is 'Hubris clobbered by Nemesis.'

We belong to an age where apocalypse is our daily bread, coffee's black, and we know we're part of the abyss. Red Spider White Web is right on target in conveying that understanding. It splinters in the mind... the underworld of the century's imaginings.

When you are young, you enjoy a sustained illusion that sooner or later something marvelous is going to happen, that you are going to transcend your parents' limitations.

Fantasy is literature for teenagers.