The name is Schitt," he replied. "Jack Schitt.

Individual words, sounds, squiggles on paper with no meanings other than those with which our imagination can clothe them.

Lesson one in time travel, Thursday. First of all, we are all time travellers. The vast majority of us manage only one day per day.

Fiction wouldn't be much fun without its fair share of scoundrels, and they have to live somewhere.

If only life were that simple; if one could jump to the good parts and flick through the bad.

He was, after all, the ultimate rebel -- it takes a lot of cojones to stand up to Zeus.

For every expert there is an equal and opposite expert.