Robert Reed
Robert Reed
Robert Reedwas an American stage, film, and television actor, and television director...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionTV Actor
Date of Birth19 October 1932
CountryUnited States of America
distance character past
I would like to say that I have software that allows me to model worlds to a high degree of scientific plausibility. I'd also like to be six foot two and fifteen years into my reign as Emperor of Europa. The simple truth is that past the character's name and a long history of making my own body cover distances, I did very little in the way of targeted research.
bystanders pages next
I live for those rare and delicious moments when the words on the page take off and I am the bystander, watching as the tale shows me what will happen next.
jobs fiction nebraska
I'm the only member of SFWA in Nebraska, but I don't pine away for the companionship of other science fiction writers. I [go] to very few conventions. I'm quite willing to be that eccentric who has a very odd job, quite happy to be the only science fiction writer in town.
careers creating coral-reefs
This is a slow business to have success in. There are exceptions, but for the most part it's kind of like the last writer standing.... I've got gray. I've got plenty of gray. I'm creating a career slowly, like a coral reef.
cousin fiction tiny
Science fiction is really a rather tiny business compared with its giant cousin, which is fantasy.
next-week priorities entrepreneur
For honest insight into who you are, don't ask yourself what your priorities are for next week. Ask what your priorities were last week.
thinking imagination littles
I'm astonished how little fright I have of my own imagination. It really does baffle me that I don't get more scared because I'm capable of thinking up things that are so awful. On any given day I can imagine the worst.
eye self years
I wrote when I was a young teen, but I didn't put an eye on the available markets until I was seventeen. The next ten years felt like a self-centered experiment in personal abuse.
way littles feels
How could anyone survive even a single day, if he didn't feel as if he was, in some little great way, needed?