Natural talent is a questionable phenomenon. Inclination perhaps, but innate ability is extremely rare.

Sometimes I write what I can't paint, and I paint what I can't write. I use a different part of the brain.

Love is fickle and fleeting," Tsukiko continues. "It is rarely a solid foundation for decisions to be made upon, in any game.

I keep waiting for things to get back down to whelming, but they stay at overwhelming.

The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold.

“Nothing's impossible,” Poppet responds. She smiles at him and jumps, her red hair trailing out behind her as she falls.

I don't always write in order, so composing multi-book stories could get complicated.