I Must Confess A Shameful Secret: I

I Must Confess A Shameful Secret: I Love Chicago Best In The Cold.

There's Something So Relentless And Foul About Hitler And His People, And The Way Things Progressed From Year To Year. It Just Got To Me In The Strangest Way.

. . . Why Some Men Choose To Fill Their Brief Allotment Of Time Engaging The Impossible, Others In The Manufacture Of Sorrow.

Whenever I Finish A Book, I Start With A Blank Slate And Never Have Ideas Lined Up.

I Don't Listen To Music When I Write, But I Do Turn On Appropriate Music When I Read Portions Of My Manuscripts Back To Myself - Kind Of Like Adding A Soundtrack To Help Shape Mood.