I remember vividly what it's like to read as a 10-year-old - that passionate inhabiting of a book.

Books are always obviously having conversations with other books, and some times they're amiable and sometimes not.

Any moment called NOW is always full of possibles.

I have danced with the spider. I have cut a caper with the dancing mad god.

We would never call inexplicable little insights hunches, for fear of drawing the universe's attention. But they happened, and you knew you had been in the proximity of one that had come through if you saw a detective kiss his or her fingers and touch his or her chest where a pendant to Warsha, patron saint of inexplicable inspirations, would, theoretically, hang.

To take the choice of another ... to forget their concrete reality, to abstract them, to forget that you are a node in a matrix, that actions have consequences. We must not take the choice of another being. What is community but a means to ... for all we individuals to have ... our choices.

I'm a science fiction and fantasy geek.