One of the things I have come up against time and again in my career is the notion that because a book is easy to read it was somehow easy to write.

Convincing someone to believe something that was inherently unbelievable often meant getting that person to make a quick and easy comparison to something they already knew.

Sometimes you had to make the animals perform.

If dragons were real, then in all likelihood they were not graceful, high-chested, noble creatures; rather they would have been dirty, ugly, reptilian and mean.

Holy shit, she thought. The dragons are throwing cars at me!

There is no such thing as an “aspiring writer”. You are a writer. Period.