Whether I Will Be Remembered At All,

If I Had To Live My Life In Anticipation Of What Others Thought Of Me, Little Would Get Done.

I Write What I Can. I Think Being Able To Write Like Michael Connelly And Have A Character That Goes From Novel To Novel, Or To Dramatize History Like Vidal Or Ellroy, Or Have An Explosively Inventive Mind Like Bulgakov, Would Be An Incredible Thing. I Don't Have That. I Only Have What I Have.

Watching A Documentary With People Hacking Their Way Through Some Polar Wasteland Is Merely A Visual. Actually Trying To Deal With Cold That Can Literally Kill You Is Quite A Different Thing.

When Black Flag And Doa And All Those Bands Were Touring In The Early 80s, It Was Kind Of A Forest And You Just Kind Of Got Your Way Through It. Now It's Like A Six Lane Highway With Starbucks Every Twenty Meters. That's Just Civilization.

I Have A House, I Try To Spend As Little Time In It As Possible. Not Always Easy On The Mind And Body, But It's How I Got Myself To 80-plus Countries. This Kind Of Routine Forces One To Reinvent And Improvise. The Older I Get, The More Important This Is To Me.