I Thought I Might Write Mysteries For

The One Thing ... Maybe No Family Could Tolerate Was Things Coming Out Into The Open.

Candy Is My Fuel. Ice Cream, Too.

Good Intentions Are Wicked! As Far As I Can See, All They Lead To Are Lies And Delusions.

In My Experience, There Is Only One Motivation, And That Is Desire. No Reasons Or Principle Contain It Or Stand Against It.

With Any Novel That You Begin, You Can't Foresee How Difficult Or Easy It's Going To Be, And You Can't Really Prepare Yourself. You Just Have A Take It One Step At A Time And Know That It's All Right To Keep Going - You Can Always Fix It.