The gods of ingenuity are capricious bastards, at least with me. They send an idea to me half-formed and leave me to it, letting me go through months of agonising re-writing as I try to find the golden nugget that I am absolutely certain lies within it. I have found that wrestling with an idea is a process that seems without end. The curse of the writer is that he is never entirely happy w.

Reviews of fantasy books, duh. Half a King, by Joe Abercrombie. I swore an oath to avenge the death of my father. I may be half a man, but I swore a whole oath. Prince Yarvi has vowed to regain a throne he never wanted. But first he must survive cruelty, chains, and the bitter waters of the Shattered Sea. And he must do it all with only one good hand. The deceived will become the deceiver. Will the usurped become the usurper? The world built to encompass .