I saw something even more beautiful than a sense of humor: an appreciation for life’s essential absurdity.

God wiped snot out of his nose and that was you.

We live in a society now where the sexual taboo for children has really passed by the wayside. Any nineyear-old can go into a 7-11 and check out the Playmate of the Month, but you don't want your kids to know about death. You don't want your kids to know about disfigurement. You don't want 'em to know about creepy things because it might warp their little minds.

And then the world exploded.

One of the really bad things you can do to your writing is to dress up the vocabulary, looking for long words because you're maybe a little bit ashamed of your short ones. This is like dressing up a household pet in evening clothes. The pet is embarrassed and the person who committed this act of premeditated cuteness should be even more embarrassed.

Whatever came to mind, whatever came to hand, I would read.

There's one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all.