I've been writing forever, 20 years.

Everybody just gets on my nerves after like, 10 minutes, you know.

Even drunk, I knew any escape plan that involved going to Detroit, Michigan, was a harbinger of doom.

Long-haul trucking. Just roaming the country, alone, with audiobooks and podcasts, sleeping in the back of the cab, showering at gas stations at 4 a.m., minimal human contact. That's living the dream.

I'm really suspicious of anybody who comes in and says, this is your identity now, or this is your belief system, and now that you have this, everything's going to be great.

I love the idea of biracial. I actually don't use the word biracial. I tend to use mixed. Biracial to me accentuates the word race, and, you know, I don't really care for it.

My weak suit is whatever each reader hates about each book.