She thought of the orchids spreading across the plains below, choking the life out of other plants, out of the soil itself, selfish and unstoppable. Tally Youngblood was a weed. And, unlike the orchids, she wasn't even a pretty one.
Scott WesterfeldTypographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.
Scott WesterfeldIt's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.
Scott WesterfeldI used to be a pre-industrial writer: thousands of words in a spurt and then a few days off. But as I get older, I've switched to a mode best described as 'slow and steady wins the race.' Basically, I write during the same four hours every day, after breakfast and the all-important coffee, generally in the same room and wearing the same pajamas.
Scott Westerfeld