Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Whatever you're scared of doing, Do it.

It's easy, there's a trick to it, you do it or you die.

There's a but, isn't there?" said Coraline. "I can feel it. Like a rain cloud.

It stared at them, and it paused for a hundred years, which transpired in a dozen heart beats.

The real problem with stories - if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.

One word after another. That's the only way that novels get written and, short of elves coming in the night and turning your jumbled notes into Chapter Nine, it's the only way to do it. So keep on keeping on. Write another word and then another.

He was walking into Faerie, in search of a fallen star, with no idea how he would find the star, nor how to keep himself safe and whole as he tried. He looked back and fancied that he could see the lights of Wall behind him, wavering and glimmering as if in a heat-haze, but still inviting.