We need the expressive arts, the ancient scribes, the storytellers, the priests.

Im writing what comes into my head, or through me, or from somewhere else, and it is the most extraordinary, exciting thing. I love it, and Im very greedy, and I really enjoy it!

It was not apathy. It was an intelligent disinterest in those things that could have no bearing on one's existence.

Genre categories are irrelevant. I dislike them, but I do not have the casting vote.

She looked, and a scarlet butterfly flew away from her, away down the length of the tower, and then another, another, an unraveling scarf of butterflies like winged blood.

I held out my book. It was precious to me, as were all the things I'd written; even where I despised their inadequacy there was not one I would disown. Each tore its way from my entrails. Each had shortened my life, killed me with its own special little death.

Writers tell stories better, because they've had more practice, but everyone has a book in them. Yes, that old cliche.