When things are going well, I can't write fast enough to keep up with my mind. Writing walks, speech runs and talk flies. Other times, though, it's like fishing.

Shame is one of the greatest aphrodisiacs in the world, anyway, built into religion.

All the shy people are doomed! Natural selection favors the loud and the aggressive

I was lucky in the sense that I was never blessed with an overly reflective nature.

I do pauses, pauses work for me

I think that women just have a primeval instinct to make soup, which they will try to foist on anybody who looks like a likely candidate.

If I hadn't done this I might have ended up digging the roads.