The absurdist stuff wasn't terribly popular at the time I was doing it.

As far as the mechanics go, working with other people on received ideas was for me a very interesting technical problem. I can't say that any of my collaborations engaged my heart, but they engaged the craftsman in me.

Why in God's name should a God be praised if he is only performing his Godly function?

I was never able to write seriously about heroes because I was very aware that I was not one and that in my background there was not this heroic thing.

I'm quite influenced in this by one of my heroes, Montaigne, who thought a man's real task was to render as honest an account of himself as he could.

I have never been a critic of science fiction as a whole.

I would like to do a novel where some curse turns that into how the world really is - a blessing or a curse, I don't know which.