Science fiction is very healthy in its form.

I'm not so interested any more in how a great deal of science fiction goes. It goes into things like Star Wars and Star Trek which all go excellent in their own way.

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.

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

I sell well now in Russia. I remember one signing in Russia some years ago where the bookstore had two strongmen to hold the crowds back.

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.

Once you find you can't walk as far and as fast as you were able, life becomes more complicated.