You Know What I Did After I

I Wrote My First Real Murder Story As A Journalist For The Daytona Beach News Journal In 1980. It Was About A Body Found In The Woods. Later, The Murder Was Linked To A Serial Killer Who Was Later Caught And Executed For His Crimes.

I Don't Miss Being A Reporter As A Job, But I Do Miss The Everyday Interaction With The Front Line Of Law Enforcement. I Still Have A Cadre Of Cops Who Keep Me Up To Date, But I Don't Have The Access I Used To.

Las Vegas Was Like That. There Was A Visceral Attraction Here. The Bold Promise Of Money And Sex. But The First Was A Broken Promise, A Mirage, And The Second Was Fraught With Danger, Expense, Physical And Mental Risk. It Was Where The Real Gambling Took Place In This Town.

Everybody Counts Or Nobody Counts

How I Work Is That I Write A Story I'd Like To Read. Then You Fly To Paris Or Sydney And The Interviewers Talk About The Greater Significance Of Your Work.