Words are like leaves,. . .like people really, fond of their own society.

...the landscape inside Lord of the Rings was so stunning and so stupendous that it could be absorbed as a form of nourishment.

For an author just starting out, you've got to deliver the goods every year or sooner or people will forget you or you will lose momentum. There is a contract that exists between author and reader.

For every expert there is an equal and opposite expert.

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

He set fire to some potatoes, then cooked some undelivered post in the embers." - Dad "Did he now? What a strange fellow. I would have done it the other way around." - Stafford

How many people want to read about three disreputable pigs and a dopey wolf with a disposition towards house demolition?