You Can't Polish A Turd.

Resistance To Change Is Proportional To How Much The Future Might Be Altered By Any Given Act.

I Think Telling Stories Is Like Pushing Something. Pushing Against Uncreation Itself, Maybe.

If God Rewards Us On Earth For Good Deeds—the Old Testament Suggests It’s So, And The Puritans Certainly Believed It—then Maybe Satan Rewards Us For Evil Ones.

There Is No Idea Dump, No Story Central, No Island Of The Buried Bestsellers; Good Stories Seem To Come Quite Literally From Nowhere, Sailing At You Right Out Of The Empty Sky.

What Happens To The Wide-eyed Observer When The Window Between Reality And Unreality Breaks And The Glass Begins To Fly?