God Bless The Reference Librarians

The Best Thing About Being A Best-selling Writer Is Being A Best-selling Writer. More Seriously, Today I Can Write Full Time And Pay The Bills.

I Believe Every...man Remembers The Girl He Thinks He Should Have Married. She Reappears To Him In His Lonely Moments, Or He Sees Her In The Face Of A Young Girl In The Park, Buying A Snowball Under An Oak Tree By The Baseball Diamond. But She Belongs To Back There, To Somebody Else, And That Thought Sometimes Rends Your Heart In A Way That You Never Share With Anyone Else.

Using A First-person Narrator Is Simply A Matter Of Hearing The Voice Inside Yourself.

I Think The "crime Novel" Has Replaced The Sociological Novel Of The 1930s. I Think The Progenitor Of That Tradition Is James M. Cain, Who In My View Is The Most Neglected Writer In American Literature.

Then The Sun Broke Above The Crest Of The Hills And The Entire Countryside Looked Soaked In Blood, The Arroyos Deep In Shadow, The Cones Of Dead Volcanoes Stark And Biscuit-colored Against The Sky. I Could Smell Pinion Trees, Wet Sage, Woodsmoke, Cattle In The Pastures, And Creek Water That Had Melted From Snow. I Could Smell The Way The Country Probably Was When It Was Only A Dream In The Mind Of God.