What Is Important Is Not What You

How I Work Is That I Write A Story I'd Like To Read. Then You Fly To Paris Or Sydney And The Interviewers Talk About The Greater Significance Of Your Work.

There Is A Means To Every End. A Root To Any Cause. Sometimes The Root Is More Evil Than Any Cause, Though It's The Cause That Is Usually Most Vilified.

I Would Change Very Little Because I Have Been Very, Very Fortunate. A Lot Of Things Fell Into Place For Me Simply By Happenstance. When That Happens You Don't Really Want To Change Anything, Even If You Could. Editorially My Regrets Are Few And For The Most Part Minor. I Look Back On My First Published Book And Think I Held On To It Too Long, Babied It Too Long.

I Don't Miss Being A Reporter As A Job, But I Do Miss The Everyday Interaction With The Front Line Of Law Enforcement. I Still Have A Cadre Of Cops Who Keep Me Up To Date, But I Don't Have The Access I Used To.

I Was Enamored Of Detectives As A Teenager. I Liked What They Did - Piecing Things Together, Thinking About Situations. But To Get There? Eight To Ten Years In A Patrol Car? I Didn't Have That In Me. I Didn't Want To Tell People What To Do.