Every Novel Begins With The Speculative Question,

Christ, How Did You Ever Get This Screwed Up! His Mind Demanded Of Him. He Knew The Answer, But Even That Was Not A Full Explanation. Different Segments Of The Organism Called John Terrance Kelly Knew Different Parts Of The Whole Story, But Somehow They'd Never All Come Together, Leaving The Separate Fragments Of What Had ...once Been A Tough, Smart, Decisive And To Blunder About In Confusion - And Despair! There Was A Happy Thought.

Well, It's A Communist Country, And The Communists Do Not Reward Personal Initiative...except By Execution.

Whenever Somebody Comes Up With A Good Idea, There's Somebody Else Who Has Never Had A Good Idea In His Life Who Stands Up And Says, "oh, You Can't Do That..."

Surviving Is Much More Painful Than Death.

I Do Not Over-intellectualise The Production Process. I Try To Keep It Simple: Tell The Damned Story.