If only life were that simple; if one could jump to the good parts and flick through the bad.
If the real world were a book, it would never find a publisher. Overlong, detailed to the point of distraction-and ultimately, without a major resolution.
That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.
Every book should have a romance.
Love and magic are like oil and water--they just don't mix.
I didn't set out to discover a truth. I was actually sent to the Outer Fringes to conduct a chair census and learn some humility. But the truth inevitably found me, as important truths often do, like a lost thought in need of a mind.