I'm unstuck in time. Also, I juggle like mad and have made myself efficient.

I like to keep the world, to some degree, an implied setting.

I enjoyed The Mirage by M. Ruff. I'm reading Edgar Rice Burrough's Princess Of Mars right and loving it.

I loved The Weird (one of the stories in it inspired Blackalley in Discourse).

Original work has no floor and no ceiling. You can reach essentially zero readers or millions.

I try to pester Christian Dunn from time to time. As soon as my schedule allows, I plan to make a real pest of myself and get some hot, slippery Chaos action.

The Disney deal created some wrinkles. I'm under contract. But I'm on standby.

Fantasy allows for less rigorous worldbuilding and more vigorous exploration of moral questions. Sci-fi is opp.

My goal is to write stories that are connected, but not sequels in any meaningful sense. Like Howard's Conan tales or Leiber's Fahrrd & the Great Mauser stories.

I always work from outline and almost always write out of sequence. It just works for me.

With young kids (I have four including the newborn) times passes weirdly for me.

A vision is something supernatural, which develops in the heart of a man

And I always say that to the children: “You are the greatest thing I ever did in my life!

Hey Assbutt!

We should be evolving into a new age of business with a worldview that maintains one simple proposition - that all of nature: humans, animals, earth, are interconnected and interdependent.

Because of an adulterous affair I shall leave office in November.

I have no idea why it apparently takes three grown men to cook some hamburgers. One to cook, one to kibbitz, and one to insult the other two.

To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes; to hear it is to see it with our ears.

Some primal termite knocked on wood. And tasted it, and found it good. And that is why your Cousin May Fell through the parlor floor today.

If you're not tough it's hard to survive in this world; and if you're not kind then you don't deserve to survive.

I will dream today; for I must unscrew my head somehow.