An editor named Kerrie Hughes wanted me to write a short story that brought my fire-spider Smudge from my goblin books into the present-day world. I came up with libriomancy as a way to make that happen.

A zombie amusement park sounds like fun, but the health code violations alone are enough to turn your stomach.

Like any child raised on tales of magical worlds beyond paintings and mirrors and wardrobes, I had yearned to enter Middle Earth, to reach through.

This presents a serious question." They both looked at me. "What's that?" asked Lena. "Whether to start you off with a Doctor Who marathon or dive straight into Firefly.

New rule: every fantasy author who doesn't treat horses like tireless hairy motorcycles automatically gets a Hugo.

That worked great! Thank you so much. What next?" "I don't know. I didn't expect you to live through it." "Oh.

If we ruled the world, I guarantee you they never would have cancelled Firefly