Myth is, after all, the neverending story.
Life scars us with its random motion, he thought. Only death is perfect.
Fear of the unknown is a terrible fear.
The contradictions are what make human behavior so maddening and yet so fascinating, all at the same time.
And so The Snow Queen also became a story about the need to seek equilibrium, in our own lives, with the natural world, even within the universe at large.
Here was a fragment of Goddess myth that, through all its permutations, had somehow escaped being turned on its head. It was the perfect springboard for the sort of novel I wanted to write.