The Man In Black Fled Across The

A Broken Spoon May Be A Fork In Disguise.

I Never Have A Thematic Intention At The Outset.

Memories Are Contrary Things; If You Quit Chasing Them And Turn Your Back, They Often Return On Their Own.

I Think Of Fear As A Survival Function, And In The Stories That I Write, The Only Thing That I've Tried To Do Is Provide People With Nightmares Which Are Really Safe Places To Put Those Fears For A While Because You Can Say Afterwards That Uh, That, That Well It Was All Just Make-believe Anyway, So I Just Took My Emotions For A Walk.

Money Means I Can Support My Family And Still Do What I Love. Not Very Many People Can Say That In This World, And Not Many Writers Can Say That.