Escapism has value, even if I don't know what its value is, exactly. Maybe it's just part of some healthy way that we deal with the world.

I think for a long time, I was paralyzed by some of my hopes and ideals for what my life was going to be like. I had this perfect vision of how my life should go, but it seemed - it was - impossible to realize, so I sat around for a long, long time doing almost nothing at all.

I think every fantasy reader secretly believes they know how magic works.

Being a writer can be isolating. It's good to be among readers and booksellers.

Magic is wild, dangerous stuff. You never realize how useful limitations are until it's much too late.

Becoming an author changes your attitude too. Once you see where books come from, and how they're made, they never seem quite as sacred again.

The real problem with being around James was that he was always the hero. And what did that make you? Either the sidekick or the villain.