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

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

Apart from the faint odor of ink that pervaded the scene, it might have been real.

Who do readers expect to see when they pick up this book? Who has won the Most Troubled Romantic Lead at the BookWorld Awards seventy-seven times in a row? Me. All me.

Writing needs to be practiced; there is a limit to how much can be gleaned from a teacher or a manual. The true essence of writing is out there, in the world, and inside, within yourself. To write, you have to give.

To a great extent, I still write for myself, write what amuses me. Fortunately, I have a quirky sort of strange sense of humor that appeals to other people and that's good. I still sort of write for myself though there are some areas of the book I feel I have to put in and I feel I have to deliver.

The industrial age had only just begun; the planet had reached its Best Before date.