At The Time I Wrote Xone I

Dor Woke Again As Dawn Came. The Sun Had Somehow Gotten Around To The East, Where The Land Was, And Dried Off So That It Could Shine Again.

When I Started Writing This, I Found That I Simply Couldn't Take Fantasy Seriously, So It Became Humorous, And Continued From There.

I Hope To Read A Harry Potter Novel Soon, To See What It's All About. I Admit To Being Annoyed That Many Good Light Fantasy Writers Have Had Trouble Getting Published, In England And Elsewhere, When It Is Obvious The Readers Were Waiting For Us All Along.

One Day You'll Discover That The Opinions Of Worthless People Are Worthless.

She Looked Around. "oh, I've Just Got To Hug Somebody! You!" And She Hugged Puck, The Little Ghost Horse. "and You." She Hugged Pook, And Peek, And Even The Nose Of The Moat Monster. "but Not You," She Decided, Encountering The Zombie.