The monster nevers dies.

A short story is like a kiss in the dark.

I'm a salami writer. I try to write good salami, but salami is salami.

I work to loud music - hard-rock stuff like AC/DC, Guns 'n Roses, and Metallica have always been particular favorites - but for me the music is just another way of shutting the door.

All you imagined, no matter how wild it might seem, was no more than a disguised version of what you already knew.

Roland could not understand why anyone would want cocaine or any other illegal drug, for that matter, in a world where such a powerful one as sugar was so plentiful and cheap.

Our memories have voices, too. Often sad ones that clamor like raised arms in the dark.