That's my anxiety dream. I go to the library and all the books on my subject are out.

I don't necessarily want to talk about a book that I read. Even when I love it.

I like one hair, tuna fish, the smell of rain and things that are pink. I hate pimples, baked potatoes, when my mother's mad, and religious holidays.

I'm an e-mail junkie though I'm trying to read my in-box only twice a day and to answer all at once.

You've got to enjoy whatever you can and forget about the rest.

The truth will make you odd.

What I remember when I started to write was how I couldn't wait to get up in the morning to get to my characters.