One day you'll discover that the opinions of worthless people are worthless.

I wish my readers took less of my time - about a third of my working time goes to them - but I love and need them all.

Be what you are; it is better that way. --Dolph

At this slower pace the journey took a couple of days, and I fought off a few minor threats along the way --griffins, carnivorous plants, giant serpents, hostile centaurs, that sort of thing, purely routine --and I was beginning to get bored when at last the dusky towers of Castle Roogna hove into view.

But I don't read or listen for pleasure. I have too much else to do.

People talk-- they sneer at escapism. Well, there are those of us who need it.

Here's a secret: fictive text doesn't necessarily flow easily. Most of the time it's more like cutting a highway through a mountain. You just have to keep working with your pick, chipping away at the rock, making slow progress.