I hid my underwear beneath a parked Peugeot.

The real self and the public self are intertwined, like a tumor around an organ, and you can't cut the tumor or you'll kill the organ, so they live together, until the tumor chokes the organ off - but which self is the tumor?. Or it's like something out of Star Trek. The Borg.

It seems like the original 'Star Trek' could have gone on longer.

A lot of readers have actually helped me, been really sweet to me... So maybe my cry for help has sometimes been answered.

Oh, God, I don't know what's more difficult, life or the English language.

There are so many talented young writers named Jonathan, with whom by comparison I suffer terribly.

I didn't play or like a lot of board games as a child. I liked playing with my G.I. Joes and making up adventures for them.