I came from an anxious, overly intense East Coast academic family. That was the way of our tribe.
It's a terrible thing for a book, when you feel like you're supposed to like it.
Careful what you hunt, lest you catch it.
He who completes a quest does not merely find something. He becomes something.
I'm happy to report that 'The New Press' is still in business to this day. But not thanks to me. I was a really bad publishing intern.
I feel that's one of the central questions of fantasy. What did we lose when we entered the 20th and 21st century, and how can we mourn what we lost, and what can we replace it with? We're still asking those questions in an urgent way.