My characters are all kind of geek archetypes of people I've encountered at gaming and comic book conventions.

I wanted to be able to write in the voice that I talk to my friends and assume that everybody would know what I was talking about.

Virtual sex, no matter how realistic, was really nothing but glorified, computer-assisted masturbation.

It's so much better to hand over a finished book than having all these people waiting.

As we continued to talk, going through the motions of getting to know each other, I realized that we already did know each other, as well as any two people could. We’d known each other for years, in the most intimate way possible. We’d connected on a purely mental level. I understood her, trusted her, and loved her as a dear friend. None of that had changed, or could be changed by anything as inconsequential as her gender, or skin color, or sexual orientation.

No one in the world gets what they want and that is beautiful.

As far as my house, I have a ton of video games and three or four old consoles.