Different Roads Sometimes Lead To The Same

If There Are Gods, Why Is The World So Full Of Pain And Injustice?' 'because Of Men Like You.

Fiction Is Lies; We're Writing About People Who Never Existed And Events That Never Happened When We Write Fiction, Whether Its Science Fiction Or Fantasy Or Western Mystery Stories Or So-called Literary Stories. All Those Things Are Essentially Untrue. But It Has To Have A Truth At The Core Of It.

The Truth Is All Around You, Plain To Behold. The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors, The Day Bright And Beautiful And Full Of Hope. One Is Black, The Other White. There Is Ice And There Is Fire. Hate And Love. Bitter And Sweet. Male And Female. Pain And Pleasure. Winter And Summer. Evil And Good. Death And Life. Everywhere, Opposites.

You Are Grown So Very Great Now, Yet The Higher A Man Climbs The Farther He Has To Fall.

I Am Not Going To Get Into It Myself, Except To Say (1) If I Am Writing "boy Fiction," Who Are All Those Boys With Breasts Who Keep Turning Up By The Hundreds At My Signings And Readings? And (2) Thank You, Geek Girls! I Love You All.