My Dreams Are The Usual Incoherent Nonsense.

There Are Two Kinds Of Writers. There Are Architects And Gardeners. The Architects Do Blueprints Before They Drive The First Nail. The Gardeners Just Dig A Hole And Plant The Seed And See What Comes Up.

Nothing Burns Like The Cold.

A Man Who Hates Music Can’t Be Trusted, I Always Say.

I Get Up Every Day And Work In The Morning. I Have My Coffee And Get To Work. On Good Days I Look Up And It's Dark Outside And The Whole Day Has Gone By And I Don't Know Where It's Gone. But There's Bad Days, Too. Where I Struggle And Sweat And A Half Hour Creeps By And I've Written Three Words. And Half A Day Creeps By And I've Written A Sentence And A Half And Then I Quit For The Day And Play Computer Games. You Know, Sometimes You Eat The Bear And Sometimes The Bear Eats You. [laughs]

I Have Some Other Novels I Want To Write. I Have A Lot Of Short Stories - I Love The Short Story.