I Like Grey Characters; Fantasy For Too

We Read Fantasy To Find The Colors Again, I Think. To Taste Strong Spices And Hear The Songs The Sirens Sang.

As Daenerys Targaryen Rose To Her Feet, Her Black Hissed, Pale Smoke Venting From Its Mouth And Nostrils. The Other Two Pulled Away From Her Breasts And Added Their Voices To The Call, Translucent Wings Unfolding And Stirring The Air, And For The First Time In Hundreds Of Years, The Night Came Alive With The Music Of Dragons.

I Will Teach Them What It Means To Put A Lion In A Cage, Cersei Thought.

Sometimes I Think Some Of My Fellow Novelists Who Have Not Worked In Television And Film Are Very Naive About This Process. They Get An Offer And There's The Dump Truck Full Of Money And They Sign It, They Cash The Check And Then They're Not Involved In The Series. They May Get Invited To The Premiere And They Come Out Of The Premiere Looking Like All Of Their Children Had Just Been Gassed, With A Stunned Look On Their Face Because Everything Has Been Changed.

Every Flight Begins With A Fall.