I'm not Elvis. I don't get chased by paparazzi.

I'm not a big fan of the post-Armageddon stories, where Denzel Washington is walking around in a torn coat.

There's nothing funny about flying to Houston.

When I die, if the word 'thong' appears in the first or second sentence of my obituary, I've screwed up.

Movies are an expensive business.

I've always enjoyed stories that take place in the future but my one disappointment was that the future books described never came. We're not on other planets, there are no flying cars, and the only robots we have in our homes just sweep the floor. So I wanted to write about a future that I thought could really happen. People ask me when I tell them the title of the book, 'Are we all dead?' The good news is, no. We're still here. And I even think the future in my book is strangely hopeful, although I'm sure there will be people who strongly disagree.

I'm not Elvis. I don't get chased by paparazzi.