Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.

Travel definitely affects me as a writer.

You bury your childhood here and there. It waits for you, all your life, to come back and dig it up.

I do fish. I think there is a connection between thinking and fishing mostly because you spend a lot of time up to your waist in water without a whole lot to keep your mind busy.

For me, writing historical fiction is all about finding a balance between reading, traveling, looking, imagining, and dreaming.

My sister-in-law is a painter, and I'll say, how long did it take you to paint that painting. She'll say, It took me maybe three days, but it took me all my life to get the skills to paint that painting.

Anyone who has spent a few nights in a tent during a storm can tell you: The world doesn't care all that much if you live or die.