The right song can turn an emperor into a laughingstock, can bring down dynasties.

I was a book-y child. I was much more book-y than dark.

A life that is, like any other, unlike any other.

This was the void. Not blackness, not nothingness. This was what lay beneath the thinly painted scrim of reality.

Sleep my little baby-oh Sleep until you waken When you wake you'll see the world If I'm not mistaken... Kiss a lover Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure... Face your life Its pain, Its pleasure, Leave no path untaken.

Honestly, if you're given the choice between Armageddon or tea, you don't say "what kind of tea?"

I started out writing much more science fictiony stuff and writing about science fiction.