What I try to do for my readers is to pass on some of the things that I found out about being thirteen after doing it for forty years.

A warp," Nita whispered. "A tunnel through space-time. Are you a white hole?" It stopped bobbing, stared at her as if she had said something derogatory. (Do I look like a hole?)

My first generation of young readers now have not only children, but some of them have grandchildren to whom they're introducing their old passion.

It’d be a poor kind of world where there was just one explanation for things. ---Rhiow

Sometimes we do not hear the Whisperer even at her loudest because she speaks in our own voice, the one we most often discount.

What I try to do for my readers is to pass on some of the things that I found out about being thirteen after doing it for forty years.

You walk on water, and complain that you can't find anything to drink!