My Google-fu Is Strong.

I Differ With Myself Then Agree, Like The Rock That Was Broken And Cemented Together. I Change My Opinion.

I Don't Like Allegory.

Geeks Run The World. Condoleezza Rice Is A Geek, Bill Gates Is Clearly A Geek, Many Of The Big Filmmakers And Writers Are Geeks, Lots Of Military People Are Geeks. Anyone Who Has Heard Donald Rumsfeld Talk About Military Hardware Knows They Are In The Presence Of A Geek.

When I'm Writing A Book, Generally I Start With The Mood And Setting, Along With A Couple Of Specific Images—things That Have Come Into My Head, Totally Abstracted From Any Narrative, That I've Fixated On. After That, I Construct A World, Or An Area, Into Which That General Setting, That Atmosphere, And The Specific Images I've Focused On Can Fit.

In Time, In Time They Tell Me, I'll Not Feel So Bad. I Don't Want Time To Heal Me. There's A Reason I'm Like This. I Want Time To Set Me Ugly And Knotted With Loss Of You, Marking Me. I Won't Smooth You Away. I Can't Say Goodbye.