There’s no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it.
Laughter is poison to fear.
There are no men like me. There’s only me
I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
Will you make a song for him?’ the woman asked. ‘He has a song,’ the man replied. ‘He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.
We’re all just songs in the end. If we are lucky.
You know nothing, Jon Snow
Life is not a song, sweetling. Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow.
The way my books are structured, everyone was together, then they all went their separate ways and the story deltas out like that, and now it’s getting to the point where the story is beginning to delta back in, and the viewpoint characters are occasionally meeting up with each other now and being in the same point at the same time, which gives me a lot more flexibility for killing people.
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.
I hate outlines. I have a broad sense of where the story is going; I know the end, I know the end of the principal characters, and I know the major turning points and events from the books, the climaxes for each book, but I don’t necessarily know each twist and turn along the way. That’s something I discover in the course of writing and that’s what makes writing enjoyable. I think if I outlined comprehensively and stuck to the outline the actual writing would be boring.
Sleep is good, he said, And books are better.
Ten years from now, no one is going to care how quickly the books came out. The only thing that will matter, the only thing anyone will remember, is how good they were. That’s my main concern, and always will be.
I try to make the readers feel they’ve lived the events of the book. Just as you grieve if a friend is killed, you should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care. If somebody dies and you just go get more popcorn, it’s a superficial experience isn’t it?