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Time and death sleep side by side.

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Garth Nix
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: July 19
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Science Fiction Writer
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Melbourne
Australia
Garth Richard Nix
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VIDEO ARCHIVE- INTERVIEW 24768 . GOLD-EYE I like trees… grass… only birds in sky. People walking safe. Family No Creatures. Sleep all night safe. Walk under sun in own place. Grow plants. Build. Be father with mother. Have Children. A place like Petar told me. Home. After Change goes back… I want home.
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A Kiss, said Mogget sleepily. Actually, just a breath would do. But you have to start kissing someone sometime, I suppose. A breath? she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed too forward.
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It's always better to be doing.
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Nick shook his head and found to his surprise that he did have tears left after all. He wasn't surprised by a talking cat. The world was crumbling around him and anything could happen.
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There were also very special or dangerous items that had to be fetched in person, or even by large parties of armed librarians.
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Double, treble, quadruple bubble, watch the stock market get into trouble.
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Who or what are you? Besides insufferably rude?
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It always seemed somehow less real here... a really detailed dream, but sort of washed out, like a thin watercolor. Softer, somehow, even with their electric light and engines and everything. I guess it was because there was hardly any magic.
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May I say that I approve of a piece that tries to remake the entire puzzle?
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Fine! muttered Mogget. Wet, cold, and full of holes. Another fun day on the river.
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So I'll do that, and I'll do my best and if my best isn't good enough, at least I will have done everything I could, everything that is in me. I don't have to try to be someone else, someone I could never be.
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So are you saying that somebody went to all the trouble to make you a crypt a thousand years ago on the off chance that you might turn up one day, walk in, and have a convenient heart attack?
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Time plays tricks between here and home, said Mogget sepulchrally, frightening the life out of the telephone operator.
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Even now, she wished she could write a note, push it across the table, and go away to her room. But she was no longer a Second Assistant Librarian of the Great Library of the Clayr. Those days were gone, vanished with everything else that had defined her previous existence and identity.
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I suppose you could call me...Soot, said the thing. Yes...Soot. I have breathed it, lived in it, and eaten it for so long that it is a fitting name. Eaten it? asked Suzy. Why eat soot? Boredom, said Soot.
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Sam picked up his pack, but before he could put it on, Mogget leaped onto it and slid under the top flap. All that could be seen of him were his green eyes and one white-furred ear. Remember I advised against this way, he instructed. Wake me when whatever terrible thing is a about to happen happens, or if it appears I might get wet.
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I am not going to change who I am. I am human and I know how to love, and be kind, and be compassionate to those who are weaker than me. Just because I have power doesn't mean I have to use it!
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Fish and fowl, warm sun and shady trees, the field mice in the wheat, under the cool light of the moon.
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Being published is not a necessary validation or a path everyone wants to take with their work. Writing—and finishing—a novel is a great thing in itself, whether or not the book is published, or becomes widely-read or not.
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Blood trickled down his chin as he was hauled up onto his knees, the golden rope securing his arms behind him and his ankles together. Arthur looked up and saw the fizzing sparkling crown coming down. I’m Arthur Penhaligon, he thought desperately... The crown was wedged tightly upon his head- and Arthur fell silently screaming into darkness.
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