There's No Shortage Of Material In Life.

To Write About A Place, You Have To Live There.

I Promote My Own Self-hatred.

I Live For Coincidences. They Briefly Give To Me The Illusion Or The Hope That There's A Pattern To My Life, And If There's A Pattern, Then Maybe I'm Moving Toward Some Kind Of Destiny Where It's All Explained.

I've Always Been Inspired By Don Quixote As A Role Model Of Sorts, Of The Power Of Books To Sort Of Make You Insane In Maybe A Beautiful Way.

Even When I Was Living Below The Poverty Line As A Novelist, I Was Still Living Better Than 99.5% Of The Human Population Of The World. But In My Little, Soft Realm Of Trying To Amuse A Few Dozen Middle-class People With My Books And Articles, I Did Struggle To Survive In My Own Way.