At the risk of appearing disingenuous, I don't really think of myself as 'writing humor.' I'm simply reporting on the world I observe, which is frequently hilarious.

Worse, I have to admit to feeling the jealousy of one crab for another that has managed to climb out of the barrel.

I think the darker aspect of my fiction-or anybody's fiction-is by its very nature somehow easier to talk about.

In the end it all came down to companionship, to friendship, to sacrifice, to compromise.

America has always been a nation of small places, and as we lose them, we're losing part of ourselves.

A short story is something that I think can be intuited and envisioned and held in your mind almost at once.

Some authors have a very hard time understanding that in order to be faithful to the spirit of the book, it's almost always impossible to remain faithful to the text. You have to make changes.