I wandered the earth a mercenary, daring the gods to kill me but surviving because part of me was already dead.

The City. Can't you hear it? People. Machines. Even thoughts so thick your bones feel it and your ear almost catches it.

The National Surveillance State doesn't want anyone to be able to communicate without the authorities being able to monitor that communication.

I have a long-standing interest in what I like to think of as "forbidden knowledge": methods of unarmed killing, lock picking, breaking and entry, spy stuff, and other things that the government wants only a few select individuals to know.

I wandered the earth a mercenary, daring the gods to kill me but surviving because part of me was already dead.

If you focus on the risks, they'll multiply in your mind and eventually paralyze you. You want to focus on the task, instead, on doing what needs to be done.

Publishing for me is a business, not an ideology.