I'm a writer of faith who worries about the intolerance of religion. I look at the past and fear we haven't learned from it. I believe that humanity is capable of evil as well as great acts of courage and goodness. I have hope. Deep down, I believe in the human spirit, although sometimes that belief is shaken.

As a writer, my main objective is to tell the story urgently - as if whispering it into one ear - and to know the characters intimately.

If men are paid/praised more than women for the same work than it always pays to allow the man to have more freedom to pour himself into his work - think of athletes, actors over the age of 28, lawyers, accountants, college deans.

Omission is a sin only if, in the process of deceiving, you forget the truth. Lying is a sin only if, in the process, the lie becomes the only truth.

I'm about to start something new. I'm waiting to be whelmed. The whelming as you start something new is quite something.

I have faith in human beings. I struggle with that faith.

Is it wrong to kill something that wants to kill you?