A Lot Of People Are Lonely. A

I Don't Understand How You Can Be A Decent Writer And Not Know People.

I Like To Try To Do A Little Work Before I Do Anything In The Morning, Even If It's A Paragraph.

In New York And La, There Is Sort Of That Silent Competition To Be On The Cutting Edge Of Something.

Every Time I Open The Drawer, It's A Trip Down Memory Lane, Which, If You Don't Turn Off At The Right Exit, Merges Straight Into The Masochistic Nostalgia Highway.

Book Tours Are Such A Little Tapas Meal Of Where I Could Live.