They found out about him in July and stayed angry all through August. They tried to kill him in September. It was way too soon. They weren't ready. The attempt was a failure. It could have been a disaster, but it was actually a miracle. Because nobody noticed.

The thriller is not a recent invention. It probably goes back to the dawn of storytelling.

The most sustained feat of imagination in mystery fiction today.

All of us write wish fulfillment.

I just felt from personal observation that there is nothing more dislocated or alienated than a lifelong military person trying to cope in civilian life. It's like two completely separate planets.

I grew up in Birmingham, where they made useful things and made them well.

I'm not a vagrant... I'm a hobo. Big difference.