It's friction. Maybe not friction that matters, but friction nonetheless.
I've been promising this one for a while.
Elena's really a lousy soldier. I love her with all my heart, but she should've been a freighter jock instead.
Oh, look! A non-depressing blog post!
You can't learn how to use the tools if you don't use the tools.
If I could meet any of them in real life, he's the one I'd choose. I'd sit and have a drink with him. He'd have coffee, probably the cheapest cup he could get, because flavor isn't as important as caffeine. I'd have a beer, one of those dark ones you can't see through.
One of the things that comes from not being famous is that nobody ever asks you about the things you want to talk about the most. I've got a couple of prime promo slots for this book--one on Mary Robinette Kowal's MY FAVORITE BIT, one on John Scalzi's BIG IDEA, and a nice interview on … Continue reading About That Book…