Asking me why I did or didn't do anything is generally pointless. How do I know? And asking me what I'll do in the future is even less rewarding.

Asking me why I did or didn't do anything is generally pointless. How do I know? And asking me what I'll do in the future is even less rewarding.

When you get older, keeping the private stuff private seems less important.

I’ve tried writing and the sentences come out fine, but I write a few pages and I don’t want to go on.

I never know what I'm going to write next, and when I think I do I usually turn out to be mistaken.

Something I learned long ago. It is not necessary to know what a person is afraid of. It is enough to know the person is afraid.

Stories are like assholes. Everybody's got one and most of 'em stink.