Some people just don't seem to understand the concept of fiction. It is fiction; it ain't true, folks

Here's the secret to finishing that first book. Don't rewrite as you go.

When in doubt, ignore and be horribly unimpressed

No name-calling truly bites deep unless, in some dark part of us, we believe it. If we are confident enough then it is just noise.

I turned down Halloween parties every year, where people wanted zombies raised at the stroke of midnight or some such nonsense. The scarier my reputation got, the more people wanted me to come be scary for them. I'd told Bert I could always go and threaten to shoot all the partygoers, that'd be scary. Bert had not been amused. But he had stopped asking me to do parties.

I wasn't crying, my eyes were running. My eyes were running because there were pieces of zombies all over my toys. Jesus.

Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop.