I enjoy adapting my own work, or anybody's work. I like to adapt books.

Perhaps it had nothing to do with sin and everything to do with sociopathy, that most incurable of human disorders because all so afflicted consider themselves blessed rather than cursed.

I write a thousand words a day. Nothing will stop me, I mean nothing, until the book is finished. I'm disciplined in spite of myself.

Every time I write a nonfiction book I get sued.

When I interview people accused of capital offenses, I never even ask if they did it. I would consider that unprofessional.

I enjoy adapting my own work, or anybody's work. I like to adapt books.

Probably 95 percent of the things that are written never get on the screen.