There Are No People On Earth In

People Often Ask Me If I'm Working On A Book. That's Not How I Feel. I Feel Like I Work In A Book. It's Like Putting Myself Under A Spell. And This Spell, If You Will, Is So Real To Me That If I Have To Leave My Work For A Few Days, I Have To Work Myself Back Into The Spell When I Come Back. It's Almost Like Hypnosis.

No Harm's Done To History By Making It Something Someone Would Want To Read.

There Are No People On Earth In Whom A Spirit Of Enthusiastic Zeal Is So Readily Kindled, And Burns So Remarkably, As Americans

My Next Book Is Also Set In The Eighteenth Century. It's About The Revolution, With The Focus On The Year 1776. It's About Washington And The Army And The War. It's The Nadir, The Low Point Of The United States Of America.

I Think It's Best To Pick A Biographical Subject Who Lives To A Ripe Old Age. Older People Tend To Relax And Speak Their Minds. They're Dropping Some Of The Masks That They've Been Wearing. There's A Candor.