So Rage, Proud Power: Fail

There Is A Rule For Fantasy Writers: The More Truth You Mix In With A Lie, The Stronger It Gets.

But The Trouble With Sainthood These Days Is The Robe-and-halo Imagery That Gets Stuck Onto It." Carl Got That Brooding Look Again. "people Forget That Robes Were Street Clothes Once... And Still Are, In A Lot Of Places. And Halos Are To That Fierce Air Of Innocence What Speech Balloons In Comics Are To The Sound Of The Voice Itself. Shorthand. But Most People Just See An Old Symbol And Don't Bother Looking Behind It For The Meaning. Sainthood Starts To Look Old-fashioned, Unattainable... Even Repellent. Actually, You Can See It All Around, Once You Learn To Spot It.

All The Drawing Lacks Is The Final Touch: To Add Eyes To The Dragon

Reading One Book Is Like Eating One Potato Chip.

A Warp," Nita Whispered. "a Tunnel Through Space-time. Are You A White Hole?" It Stopped Bobbing, Stared At Her As If She Had Said Something Derogatory. (do I Look Like A Hole?)