I hate feeling too complacent when I write. I like to be solving new problems.
Waves, sky, trees, Essrog - I was off the page now, away from the grammar of skyscrapers and pavement.
Consensual reality is both fragile and elastic, and it heals like the skin of a bubble.
I met someone who lives in an elevator.
Develop your pawns or Hulk will smash.
I want to write books that can be read a hundred years from now, and readers wouldn't be bogged down by irrelevant details.