JANUARY 13, 2006. In an ideal world, hunger would signify a mild craving between meals. War, a card game played with two or more full decks. Terror would be the desired result of your favorite horror story. Child abuse, the blatant mistreatment of teddy bears. Cancer no more threatening than a zodiac sign. Only the bad would die young in a perfect world. And, on the aforementioned date, I would receive a letter from a publisher requesting the manuscript for Tome One of my Trilogy Of Trilogies, commenced ne