It's Always Sad If Anybody You Know

I Don't Need Validation, Recognition Or Praise. What I Need Are Facts And The Facts Are That One Of My Books Gets Sold, Somewhere In The World, Every Second.

What Do I Miss About The Uk? Sadly, Almost Nothing. Maybe The Midnight Sun, In June In The North. That's All.

So, How To Stay Inside The World Of Entertainment Without Actually Getting Another Job? I Felt The Only Logical Answer Was To Become A Novelist. So I Wrote The First Book - Driven By Some Very Real Feelings Of Desperation - And It Worked.

I Went To College. West Point Is Technically A College.

It Gives Me Some Kind Of Chance To Survive The Night." "how Are Those Better Odds? If You Come Back With Me, You're Guaranteed To Survive The Night." "no," Reacher Said. "if I Come Back With You, I'm Guaranteed To Die Of Shame.