By its very nature, film is supposed to be an accessible medium to everybody.

Writing is like sex. The more you think about it, the harder it is to do. It's better not to think about it so much and just let it happen.

What Jack didn't understand was that no matter where he went, the same asshole got off the plane.

When I gave up dope and alcohol, my immediate feeling was 'I've saved my life, but there'll be a price because I'll have nothing that buzzes me any more'. But I enjoyed my kids. My wife loved me and I loved her. And eventually the writing came back and I discovered that the writing was enough. Stupid thing is that probably it always had been.

Above, the stars shone hard and bright, sparks struck off the dark skin of the universe.

The idea for a novel is like a little tiny fire in a dark night. And, one by one, the characters come and stand around it and warm their hands.

The wonder is that so many OCDs manage to live productive lives, just the same. They work, they eat (often not enough or too much, it's true), they go to the movies, they make love to their girlfriends and boyfriends, their wives and husbands... and all the time those birds are there, clinging to them and pecking away little bits of flesh.