The visions are fragmented and a dark cloud spreads like spilt ink across the pages of possible futures.

I am Abhorsen..." He looked at the baby again and added, almost with a note of surprise, "Father of Sabriel

Even now, she wished she could write a note, push it across the table, and go away to her room. But she was no longer a Second Assistant Librarian of the Great Library of the Clayr. Those days were gone, vanished with everything else that had defined her previous existence and identity.

Five Great Charters knit the land Together linked, hand in hand One in the people who wear the crown Two in the folk who keep the Dead down Three and Five became stone and mortar Four sees all in frozen water.

Please," said Lirael..."I think I would like to work in this Library." "The Library," repeated Sanar, looking troubled. "That can be dangerous to a girl of fourteen. Or a woman of forty, for that matter.

For all my longer works (i.e. the novels) I write chapter outlines so I can have the pleasure of departing from them later on.

I have never known what to tell anybody. Except that it is better to do something than nothing, even if the cost is great.