The only thing you can do easily is be wrong, and that's hardly worth the effort.

He paused again as a tear of longing rolled from cheek to lip with the sweet-salty taste of an old memory.

...it's just as bad to live in a place where what you do see isn't there as it is to live in one where what you don't see is.

Ah, this is fine," he cried triumphantly, holding up a small medallion on a chain. He dusted it off, and engraved on one side were the words "WHY NOT?" "That's a good reason for almost anything - a bit used perhaps, but still quite serviceable.

People always ask about my influences, and they cite a bunch of people I've never heard of

I am the Terrible Trivium, demon of petty tasks and worthless jobs, ogre of wasted effort, and monster of habit.

But I find the best things I do, I do when I'm trying to avoid doing something else I'm supposed to be doing. You know, you're working on something. You get bugged, or you lose your enthusiasm or something. So you turn to something else with an absolute vengeance