He looked at the pain and he set himself apart from it. He saw it, examined it, identified it, corralled it. He isolated it. He challenged it. You against me? Dream on, pal. He built borders for it. Then walls. He built walls and forced the pain behind them and then he moved the walls inward, compressing the pain, crushing it, boxing it in, limiting it, beating it.

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

LA has a fantastic car scene and because the climate is so gentle, cars can last forever.

I'm not afraid of death. Death's afraid of me.

That should be your town motto. It's all I ever hear. Like: New Hampshire, Live Free or Die. It should be: Despair, You Need To Leave Now.

It's always tense when you move a character from a book to the screen. Always tense.

You do not mess with the special investigators.