I knew if we could pull in the Stephen King fans, we'd have a ball game. The point at which I finally became confident of the audience interest was when I showed up at one of the Marvel midnight openings to launch the very first issue of Dark Tower.

Why (he wondered rhetorically) do people who have a position that's being attacked constantly state that they have a right to say it, as if the right itself-rather than the statement-has been challenged?

Opposites can attract, as in magnetism. Or explode, as in matter and antimatter.

At conventions, one of the standard questions I get is, 'Are you writing any new novels?' To which I used to respond, in my smart-[alec] fashion, 'No, I've decided to write only old novels.'

If we can't alter the tide of events, at least we can be nearby with towels to mop up.

There are no such things as happy endings. Never. They're totally manufactured by fiction writers who choose to end the story on a high point.

To the brave crew and passengers of the Kobayshi Maru…sucks to be you.