By your logic I should also be in charge of Solinade dances, needlework, and horse thieving.

I also felt guilty about the three pens I'd stolen, but only for a second. And since there was no convenient way to give them back, I stole a bottle of ink before I left.

I believe a writer's most important skill lies in being able to see things from different perspectives.

There is a difference between something being essential, and it being necessary. If you take your favorite book and strip it down to what is merely essential to tell the story, it would be butchery. The end result would horrify you. Essential is the bones of the story, but the soul lives somewhere else.

I was nervous about writing Slow Regard.

I always read. You know how sharks have to keep swimming or they die? I’m like that. If I stop reading, I die.

Soft fantasy worlds have a much looser cause-and-effect relationship. Alchemists can turn lead into gold and nobody wonders about how it will impact the currency system. Someone waves a wand and turns an elephant into a mouse and nobody worries about conservation of mass.