Well, I had nightmares when I was doing the Klan story all the time. I had a recurring nightmare of basically being exposed as a Jew inside the Klan compound.

Friends are the fruitcake of life - some nutty, some soaked in alcohol, some sweet.

My paranoia never ends, but I haven't been paranoid about being spied on my shadowy forces for some time now.

There is no evidence that we've been placed on this planet to be especially happy or especially normal. And in fact our unhappiness and our strangeness, our anxieties and compulsions, those least fashionable aspects of our personalities, are quite often what lead us to do rather interesting things.

But on the extremist side I didn't get any rejections at all. Everyone agreed to talk to me.

I'm not what you'd call a fearless type of person.

Obviously, I like to write stories that are page-turners. But I always try my very, very hardest to be as factually true as possible.