I like the Beatles, of course, but that's when I grew up.

Empress of the Universe would be way too much work. I'd have to wear fancy clothes, probably including lady shoes with pointed toes, and could no longer slouch into the study in PJs and slippers. Someone would (avert!) straighten my desk. Someone would reorganize my yarn stash...in fact, they'd assign someone else to knit my socks, thus depriving me of an excuse to rest my brain while pretending to accomplish something useful.

No matter what I do, no matter how predictable I try to make my life, it will not be any more predictable than the rest of the world. Which is chaotic.

I revear all the gods but those that delight in cruelty. If Ra's light is kindly in your eyes than may his light shine on us all.

When a person responds emotionally to intellectual things, or emotionally only to traditional emotional things - I find that an interesting break between myself and some other writers and fans.

My personal feeling about science fiction is that it's always in some way connected to the real world, to our everyday world.

People are people, messy and mutable, combining differently with one another from day to day - even hour to hour.