Clichés So Often Befall Vain People.

When I Lived In New York, Not Only Did I Have Safety Locks On The Door But I Had The Music Going, Keeping The City At A Distance, Trying To Find Creative Time And Peace And So Forth.

I Am Not Alone In Bearing Grudges Against Reviewers Who Have Doomed A Book's Chances Because They've Missed The Point, The Tone, Everything.

You Put A Character Out There And You're In Their Power. You're In Trouble If They're In Yours.

People Forget Years And Remember Moments.

I Think That I'm Serious, But I Don't Think That I'm Inordinately Bleak.