Treason Is Very Much A Matter Of

Why Did I Desert Labour? Total Bloody Disillusionment. The Party Was A Corpse. It Had No Ideology, It Became Detached, Old, Spineless And Needed To Go.

America Has Entered One Of Its Periods Of Historic Madness, But This Is The Worst I Can Remember.

If There Is One Eternal Truth Of Politics, It Is That There Are Always A Dozen Good Reasons For Doing Nothing.

I Made A Series Of Wrong Decisions About Moderately Recent Books, And I've Sold The Rights To Studios For Ridiculous Amounts Of Money And The Films Have Never Been Made. That's The Saddest Thing Of All, Because They're Locked Up And No-one Else Can Make Them.

Writing Is Like Walking In A Deserted Street. Out Of The Dust In The Street You Make A Mud Pie.