If A Novelist Has Created Vivid Characters,

The More Precious His Gift, The More Anxious God For Its Return.

I Nearly Broke Out Laughing When The Wrteched Soothsayer Warned Caesar: "beware The Ides Of April." I Thought It A Miracle (and A Relief) That No One In The Udience Had Snickered Or Yelled Out A Correction. How Could Such An Error Be Made By An Actor? Had My Ears Deceived Me?

I Think Zombies Have Always Been An Easy Metaphor For Hard Times. Because They're This Big, Faceless, Brainless Group Of Evil Things That Will Work Tirelessly To Destroy You And Think Of Nothing Else.

Sometimes We See The Civil War In Movies And Imagine These Neatly Aligned Rows Of Men With Muskets, Walking In Line To Shoot Each Other. In Reality The Things That Fascinated Me Were How Absolutely Ruthless And Violent So Many Engagements Were, How Much Suffering And How Men Were Not Prepared.

Your Quarrel Is With God. I Merely Wish To Offer Him The Opportunity To Judge You.