The Sunlights Differ, But There Is Only

The Worst Walls Are Never The Ones You Find In Your Way. The Worst Walls Are The Ones You Put There .

The Creative Adult Is The Child Who Has Survived.

As You See, I Bear Some Resentment And Some Scars From The Years Of Anti-genre Bigotry. My Own Fiction, Which Moves Freely Around Among Realism, Magical Realism, Science Fiction, Fantasy Of Various Kinds, Historical Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, Parable, And Other Subgenres, To The Point Where Much Of It Is Ungenrifiable, All Got Shoved Into The Sci Fi Wastebasket Or Labeled As Kiddilit - Subliterature.

If You See A Whole Thing - It Seems That It's Always Beautiful. Planets, Lives... But Up Close A World's All Dirt And Rocks. And Day To Day, Life's A Hard Job, You Get Tired, You Lose The Pattern.

Nobody Who Says, ‘i Told You So’ Has Ever Been, Or Will Ever Be, A Hero.