science-fiction

We are all of the same substance, the same life. Though there are many differences between us, those are merely the shadows that delineate our boundaries. Our light is the same.

A lot of people still maintain genre prejudice. I still meet matrons who tell me kindly that their children enjoyed my books but of course they never read them, and people who make sure I know they don__ read that space-ship stuff. No, no, they read Literature__ealism. Like The Help, or Fifty Shades of Grey.

No doubt you've experienced something similar in books, movies, novels__hatever you use as an excuse to get away, to suspend reality. Literary characters, like these projections, draw you in and cultivate feelings of friendship on your part. Although, no matter how much you learn about them, how much time you spend with them__ow far you can see into their thoughts and words, how they interact with others, their looks, what they wear__hey will never, ever know you.

Expand your world. (Stories about wizards and spells) are very frequently about power relationships...

I am chaos in this ordered society, the flaw in a carefully wrought plan. I am turbulence in the queen's eternal river.

A novel is a bridge from one heart to another. - Anon

Sleeping AtlantisSilent cool watersdancing upon her skin ~silent cool waterushering dreams within...

Travelers aren't found. They're called.

Science fiction is when we see into the future of our planet, fantasy is when we believe humanity will survive.

He peeled out the banknotes from inside a billfold held on a chain and paid her. Andy Jackson__ eyes were X__ out. For an edgy instant she wondered if his money was counterfeit. She also noted his missing middle finger, and a skull tattoo decorated his sinewy wrist.She put down the card key. __ou__e in Seven, straight down the courtyard.__e slid the card key off, but it fell to the floor. "Oops. Ihaven__ gotten used to this high gravity.___ beg your pardon?___othing. I__ just punchy from all the driving.

The prophecy has come true! You put the sea salt in the soup...You are the one!

I have knowledge; I'm responsible. If I sit by and do nothing while I have the ability to change, to help, then I'm just as much a criminal as any. Power begets responsibility...You should know that.

The Quetzal Motel was a father/daughter operation, and they hurt for money but with just enough to stay in groceries. But who could tell? After tonight, their fortunes might perk up. It was better to look on the bright side. She took a deep breath and plunged back into Philip Nostrum__ realm of futuristicdoings.

Jadan's kiss on my forehead wasn't that big of a deal, something that a boy would have done at a junior high dance or how a friend would say goodbye before a long trip. But it felt like more. It seemed like he wanted more." ---Jennifer Mills

There seldom is a single wave. Another way to look at it is, 'when it rains, it pours.' Good luck or bad luck often followed by more of the same. Whatever path you begin, it's almost impossible to change your direction. You're sent hurtling through space, crashing through experiences decided by the first few decisions you ever made. Binary choices set against something as simple as a yes or no in your earliest stages of development. As a Future Child, that would be your primitive choices in Genus. Actions, friendships, whether to smile in one moment or frown in the next. Those are all paths that, once set upon, are entirely unchangeable. At least, that's what I was designed to think.

Kognition? It's just another world, another wanderer, another curvature of time and space. Now we understand that the complexities of universes exist in more than just observable space. If the origin of time was light and fire, then it must be the same for all of us. Light in our eyes, fire in our chests. There are no mistakes in the universe; there are no mistakes in the natural world. There just -is-. Mistakes, even order and chaos, only exist in the observable space of human sight. Philosophies are just how we approach things we don't understand.

His agility surprised Phoebe Ash. She saw the plaster cast on his right leg. Funny messages in ink___o break the left one, tiger!___ad been written on the off-white plaster.

Because. Because in all the breadth of time, in all of this scattered light and infinite darkness, in all these millions of years and circumstances and changes and challenges, in the order and chaos, it's brought me to you. How can you see something like that as anything but beautiful?