SPOILERS: Not everyone gets out alive.
Look, I want cool costumes, technobabble, and someone pondering humanity’s place in the universe.
You need to understand the giant space insect before you can understand yourself.
Laws, sausages, and The Killbug Eulogies: learn how all three got made. (Except the first two.)
Observations on the emotional relationship between fiction authors and their stories.
Is it because the scariest things are the ones closest to home? Or am I just crap at cooking?