None of us know where our stories come from. That's why writers make fun of people who ask us where we get our ideas... because we don't know.

When I was a kid, we actually lived in a house that had been divided in two at one point, which meant that one room in our house opened up onto a brick wall. And I was convinced all I had to do was just open it the right way and it wouldn't be a brick wall. So I'd sidle over to the door and I'd pull it open.

You know what killed off the dinosaurs, Whateley? We did. In one barbecue.

I'll agonize over sentences. Mostly because you're trying to create specific effects with sentences, and because there are a number of different voices in the book.

I've been inspired by dreams - I've even stolen scenes or images or characters from them.

I like airplanes. I like anywhere that isn't a proper place. I like in betweens.

I hope you'll make mistakes. If you're making mistakes, it means you're out there doing something.