I've Never Written Nearly As Much About

People In Small Towns, Much More Than In Cities, Share A Destiny.

People Often Ask Me How I Make Things Funny. I Don't Make Things Funny.

Why Mince Words? Beautiful Ruins Is An Absolute Masterpiece.

When I Start Getting Close To The End Of A Novel, Something Registers In The Back Of My Mind For The Next Novel, So That I Usually Don't Write, Or Take Notes. And I Certainly Don't Begin. I Just Allow Things To Percolate For A While.

To Weigh And Evaluate A Vast Grid Of Information, Much Of It Meaningless, And To Arrive At Sensible, If Erroneous, Conclusions, Is A Skill Not To Be Sneezed At.