When you start, it's very cold, an impossible task. But then maybe the characters start to take on a little bit of life, or the story takes a turn that you don't expect ... With me that happens a lot because I don't outline, I just have a vague notion. So it's always felt like less of a made thing and more of a found thing. That's exciting. That's a thrill.

Dreams age faster than dreamers.

His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.

How else could he go on, except with merciful incomprehension held before him like a shield? How could anyone?

But now the joy is gone and the sadness is back, the sadness feels like something deserved, the price of some not-quite-forgotten betrayal.

stop now before i kill you a word to the wise from your friend PENNYWISE

The sun was a molten coin burning a circle in the low-hanging overcast, surrounded by a fairy-ring of moisture.