Just then, lit only by the flicker of his wings,the sight of him was so. . right somehow. He was right. It made no sense at all, but the feeling flooded through Karou
Psi andor magical powers, if real, are nearly useless.
The reader has certain rights. He bought your story. Think of this as an implicit contract. He's entitled to be entertained, instructed, amused; maybe all three. If he quits in the middle, or puts the book down feeling his time has been wasted, you're in violation.
Ethics change with technology.
In hindsight it may even seem inevitable that a socialist society will starve when it runs out of capitalists.
Intelligence is just a tool to be used toward a goal, and goals are not always chosen intelligently.
There were timelines branching and branching, a mega-universe of universes, millions more every minute. Billions? Trillions? The universe split every time someone made a decision. Split, so that every decision ever made could go both ways. Every choice made by every man, woman, and child was reversed in the universe next door.
Before you judge me as some kind of 'anything goes' language heathen, let me just say that I'm not against usage standards. I don't violate them when I want to sound like an educated person, for the same reason I don't wear a bikini to a funeral when I want to look like a respectful person. There are social conventions for the way we do lots of things, and it is to everyone's benefit to be familiar with them. But logic ain't got nothin' to do with it.
We are always more anxious to be distinguished for a talent which we do not possess, than to be praised for the fifteen which we do possess.
Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.
Once you accept defeat, it becomes ease to lose. If defeat comes, face it and take it, but don't accept it.