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

...aware, as always, that the truth isn't much of substitute for a good answer.

I just have this feeling that if it weren't for the Gloversville Free Library that I probably would not be a writer.

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

I looked back at some of my earlier published stories with genuine horror and remorse. I got thinking, How many extant copies might there be, who owns them, and do they keep their doors locked?

Go to it. Be bold. Be true. Be kind. Rotate your tires. Don't drink so much. There aren't going to be enough liver transplants to go around.

I think it would be harder for me not to write comedy because the comic view of things is the one that comes most naturally to me.