I go where the lizards tell me.

Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.

Even mocking people helped their face stats. In the reputation economy, the only real way to hurt anyone was to ignore them completely. And it was pretty hard to ignore someone who made your blood boil.

If you see everything through hovercams and feed stories, you wind up blind to what's right in front of you.

Cure for writer's block: blow something up(in the story)

But you know what? It's not my behavior I'm worried about anymore. It's yours.

That's how things were out here in the wild, she was learning. Dangerous or beautiful. Or both.