I don't take notes; I don't outline, I don't do anything like that. I just flail away at the goddamn thing. I'm a salami writer. I try to write good salami, but salami is salami. You can't sell it as caviar.

"Am I weird?" "Yeah. But so what? Everybody's weird."

If you wrote something for which someone sent you a check, if you cashed the check and it didn't bounce, and if you then paid the light bill with the money, I consider you talented.

It's a cash and carry world. Sometimes you pay a little. Mostly it's a lot. Sometimes, it's everything you have.

They were close to the end of the beginning . . .

We all float down here!

I do have one slightly crooked wheel upstairs, but everything else is ticking along just four-o, thank you very much.