Give me a man with a little fight in him, a man who calls me on my bullshit. (But who also kind of likes my bullshit.)

People focus on the darker female characters in my books, but for every one of those, I can also show you an equally screwed up man that no one ever comments about, or a nicer woman that no one comments about.

I've always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication, a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head.

I like the discipline of writing a script. You can't go into the character's head - you have to find these creative ways to help externalize what they're thinking.

It was surprising that you could spend hours in the middle of the night pretending things were OK, and know in thirty seconds of daylight that that simply wasn't so.

We're into this barrage of pop culture - you know, TV, movies, the Internet. We become creatures that we've made up, made of certain different flotsam from pop culture and certain different personas that are in style.

There's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.