Why in God's name should a God be praised if he is only performing his Godly function?

I would like to do a novel where some curse turns that into how the world really is - a blessing or a curse, I don't know which.

As far as the mechanics go, working with other people on received ideas was for me a very interesting technical problem. I can't say that any of my collaborations engaged my heart, but they engaged the craftsman in me.

But science perhaps is very difficult without faith. Also there is no simple way of saying now we have science, we don't need faith anymore.

So I wrote what I hoped would be science fiction, I was not at all sure if what I wrote would be acceptable even. But I don't say that I consciously wrote with humour. Humour is a part of you that comes out.

I think it can be quite impossible to think well of yourself, so I prefer not to think about that too much. But I am very pleased, obviously.

I have never been a critic of science fiction as a whole.