You still think I've gone cracked in the head," Ben said, amused. "Listen, if tomorrow we pulled into Biren and someone told you there were shamble-men in the woods, would you believe them?" My father shook his head. "What if two people told you?" Another shake. Ben leaned forward on his stump. "What if a dozen people told you, with perfect earnestness, that shamble-men were out in the fields, eating-" "Of course I wouldn't believe them," my father said, irritated. "It's ridiculous." "Of course it is," Ben agreed, raising a finger. "But the real question is this: Would you go into the woods?

Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer. So I began sleeping less to give her the time she needed.

My bad luck got tangled up with my bad decisions, and I'm paying for it.

I won the only duel I ever lost.

What I'd love more than anything is for Worldbuilders to continue to grow and become entangled in all the different corners of the geek community.

Just because I tread heavily on propriety's toes doesn't mean I can't play the game when it's of use to me.

If the beard gives a modifier to seduction, I'm guessing it's not a positive one.