I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is 'Disappear Here' and even though it’s probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light.

Exploitation is a harsh word, I know that, but on a certain level, to me that is the central Hollywood story.

What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one's wrists?

I'm into, oh murders and executions mostly. It depends.

I'm not a big believer in disciplined writers. What does discipline mean? The writer who forces himself to sit down and write for seven hours every day might be wasting those seven hours if he's not in the mood and doesn't feel the juice. I don't think discipline equals creativity.

You learn to move on without the people you love.

I went to college in Vermont, and then stayed in the East Coast.