Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
song strong thinking
We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang.
writing thinking agony
I feel satisfaction at the end of the day when I've written a scene that I really like or when I write a good line of dialogue that I read out to my wife or something like that. But there's also days where it's just bloody agony and I go, 'ugh, this is such crap! Why did I think I had any talent?
dream sleep night
When I sleep I turn into a wolf. Bran turned his face away and looked back out into the night. Do wolves dreams?
men ice earth
There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.
men swings justice
The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
summer sweet wine
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end.
book snow alive
No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves ...
winning sitting thrones
I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.
badass names today
There is only one god and his name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: “Not today.
book years care
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.
inspirational wise wisdom
It is one thing to be clever and another to be wise.
winter cold cool-weather
Nothing burns like the cold.
kids thinking made-up-stories
I had these cheap alien toys and I made up stories for them. They were space pirates. They didn’t have names so I made up names. These were the first stories I wrote. Even as a little kid I was thinking about torture.
atheist believe spirituality
You would consider me an atheist or agnostic. I find religion and spirituality fascinating. I would like to believe this isn’t the end and there’s something more, but I can’t convince the rational part of me that that makes any sense whatsoever.