I don't speak fluent bumpkin.

There is nothing I can't do writing in Fantasy. I can have romance, I can have mystery, I can have drama, I can have good characters - I can have everything you can do in any other genre... plus a dragon.

This is how deeply rooted stories are, folks. We crave them before we can walk, and we start telling them before we can talk.

When someone tells you a piece of their life, they're giving you a gift, not granting you your due.

I want a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.

Just a little. Just the first faint breath of love... It wasn’t dramatic, like some bolt of lightning with a crack of thunder following. It was more like when flint strikes steel and the spark fades almost too fast for you to see. But still, you know it’s there, down where you can’t see, kindling.

It's hard for me to take myself too seriously when I'm constantly experiencing firsthand what an incredible gimp I can be.