You'll consider what you did wrong & bookend your reflections with hunger - no supper, no breakfast.

I write about rats because they scare the hell out of me. I think we tend to write out our phobias.

Seven, Richie thought. That's the magic number. There has to be seven of us. That's the way it's supposed to be.

I had a period where I thought I might not be good enough to publish.

Death is when the monsters get you.

I am always chilled and astonished by the would-be writers who ask me for advice and admit, quite blithely, that they "don't have time to read." This is like a guy starting up Mount Everest saying that he didn't have time to buy any rope or pitons.

Give me just enough information so that I can lie convincingly.