Science is trumped by ignorance when the ignorant are given a vote.
We’re here to change the world, not participate in its tedium.
We think the future is robots and hovercars and maybe it’s really here.
Failure is an instruction manual written in scar tissue.
Question marks are shaped like hooks for a reason: they will hook the reader and drag them deeper into the story
Story should be a descent — the feeling that there is an intense gravity to the narrative that draws you down, down, down.
The writer is editor, marketer, blogger, reader, thinker, designer, publisher, public speaker, budget-maker, contract reader, trouble-shooter, coffee-hound, liver-pickler, shame-farmer, god, devil, gibbering protozoa.
He’s heard tales of the Clone Wars -tales spoken by his own father. He knows how war goes. It’s not many wars, but just one, drawn out again and again, cut up into slices so it seems more manageable.
All under the pretense of military application.”He pouts. “No pretense about it. Remember, the Internet was a military application. And now look at how it’s changed our culture.
Vampires are slicker than goose shit on a glass window.
Vampires are slicker than goose shit on a glass window. Suave. Sultry. I’m neither of those things
She gets on her tippy-toes and kisses him. Long, slow, deep. The kind of kiss where you can feel little pieces of your soul trading places as mouths open and breath mingles.
Storytellers think they’re writing for the audience. They’re writing, in a way, to hurt the audience.
That’s why we gotta do good things now. Make good decisions. Try to move the rudder long before the boat ever gets near the iceberg, right?
On the worst day of writing, the work is instructive. On the best day, the act is transcendent.
Where there’s smoke, there’s usually fire,” Solo says before adding quietly, “Usually an electrical fire near the hyperspace drive, which Chewie always warns me about…
Repeat the mantra: Writing is when I make the words. Editing is when I make them not shitty.
No, I just mean … I’m not into … this.”“This?” Her scowl deepens and her teeth bare. “Alie
Your best authorial self is always one about to ruin the story.
She treats herself as if she is a divine worm born of sand and stone.