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I Suppose There Must Be Idiots Who Dream Of Signing Deals With Publishers While Fully Intending To Drink Martinis In Cool Bars Or Ride Around On Skateboards. But The Actual Writers I Know Are Experts In Neurotic Self-torture. Every Page Of Writing Is The Result Of A Thousand Tiny Decisions And Desperate Acts Of Will.

Writers Seem To Me To Be People Who Need To Retire From Social Life And Do A Lot Of Thinking About What's Happened - Almost To Calm Themselves.

People Demand A Lot Of The Justice System And They Demand Things That It Can't Deliver.

I Like Poking My Nose Into Other People's Lives.

It's A Terrific Privilege To Be Able To See Into Somebody Else's Life.