Emma Bull, not full of shit. Jane Espenson, also.
Plus they have excellent taste in friends.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Emma Bull, not full of shit. Jane Espenson, also.
Plus they have excellent taste in friends.
S. Brust - not full of shit. But your FOS may vary.
Ray Bradbury - wrong on a lot of stuff, but don't think he is full of shit.
Gaiman has written about the lexicon thing, too: [link]
That made me miss Tim Hunter.
Neil Gaiman? Not an ass, and one can read his non-fiction with relaxation and ease.
Just finished reading To Kill a Mockingbird.
Seen the movie a dozen times, but never read the book.
Sigh.
I do love that book. I first read it for Book Club in 7th grade (it was the favorite book of Mr. Clarke, the club's moderator), and saw the movie soon after.
It's one of the best movie adaptations ever, IMO. There was an additional scene added for the movie that I truly love, though--when Scout and Jem are laying in bed and Scout asks about their mother, all while Atticus sits on the porch and listens to them. So touching!
Isn't it wonderful? "Scout, stand up. Your daddy is passing by."
I'm sitting here wanting to cry because the scene where Scout finally sees Boo in Jem's room keeps coming to mind. The look on her face when she finally saw him, "Hey, Boo."
Honey, I've changed my mind. Next girl we have is being named Jean Louise.
Mary Badham was so incredible in that movie.
Gregory Peck had a story he loved to tell about the first day of filming... Harper Lee was on the set, sitting quietly and watching those first bits of film roll, and after his very first appearance as Atticus (walking across the porch or down the walk or some such minor bit of business) he noticed that she was puddling up. "Are you all right, Miss Lee?" he asked, thinking Damn, I'm good! Check me out!
And she said through her tears, "Oh, Mister Peck, it's just... you have a nice little potbelly just like my daddy did!"