In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.

Writing is like a little hole in reality that you can go through and you can get out and you can be someplace else for a while.

It's dialogue that gives your cast their voices, and is crucial in defining their characters.

Murder is like potato chips: you can't stop with just one.

I go where the story leads. And, sometimes, it is a little bit outrageous. And I relish that. I sort of want to be as much on the edge as I can.

Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.

Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us just get up and go to work.