Piers Anthony
Piers Anthony
Piers Anthony Dillingham Jacob is an English American author in the science fiction and fantasy genres, publishing under the name Piers Anthony. He is most famous for his long-running novel series set in the fictional realm of Xanth...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 August 1934
mind library stones
The library is a place of mental diversion, learning, and comfort for anyone who has an intellect. I know of no librarian who when asked for food for the mind will offer a stone. What more could anyone ask?
book reading library
When you steal from the library, you are preventing anyone else from reading that book, and the very notion makes me want to drop you in the Void.
english-writer faster light possible published science space
Much of what is published is actually science fantasy, seeming possible but actually impossible, such as faster than light space travel.
too-much pleasure
But I don't read or listen for pleasure. I have too much else to do.
fathom make-sense all-things
All things make sense; you just have to fathom how they make sense.
pain opponents dangerous
That most dangerous of opponents: the one who took pains to comprehend the position of his adversary.
letters months email
At present I answer about 100 letters a month, and read 300 emails.
wish needs i-want-you
I wish my readers took less of my time - about a third of my working time goes to them - but I love and need them all.
giving trying alleys
Terry Pratchett's right up my alley ... give him a try!
jordan
Robert Jordan... is a lot of writer
evil soul monsters
If the fiercest conglomerate monsters had souls, with all that implied, who could condemn them as evil?
writing eight years
Keep writing, because not only does practice improve skill, it gives you more chances to score on the market. I did that for eight years before making my first sale.
people needs escapism
People talk-- they sneer at escapism. Well, there are those of us who need it.
children broken suffering
Adults had the notion that juveniles needed to suffer. Only when they had suffered enough to wipe out most of their naturally joyous spirits and innocence were they staid enough to be considered mature. An adult was essentially a broken-down child.