He would go somewhere no one knew him, and he would sit in a library all day and read books and listen to people breathing.

None of this is truly happening," he said to Shadow. He sounded miserable. "It's all in your head. Best not to think of it.

There are a number of paths that lead to this place. I have been avoiding them for some small time, now.

If you go to space, you'll look down and see no national boundaries. You'll never see the gods people are killing each other over, but they're incredibly real.

I know that the way to be a really successful writer is to write the same kind of book over and over again. Find the kind of thing that people like and just write one of those over and over again. I don't do that. I just keep doing different things.

You don't get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.

So I went out and bought myself a copy of the Writer and Artist Yearbook, bought lots of magazines and got on the phone and talked to editors about ideas for stories. Pretty soon I found myself hired to do interviews and articles and went off and did them.