I Couldn't Think Of One

I Was A Clubber In The Nineties. I Went Dancing Every Week.

I Write Constantly, So It Flows From One Project To The Next, And I Would Edit Everything Endlessly If I Had The Chance. I Can Always See Ways To Improve What I've Done. At The Same Time, Knowing It's All An Ongoing Life's Work Allows Me To Be Less Precious About Blind Alleys, Failed Experiments, And Misfires.

It’s Mostly Just You Have To Convince Yourself That There’s Nothing Else In The Room But John Lennon And Suddenly Things Start John Lennon-ing!

American Writers Often Say They Find It Difficult To Write Superman. They Say He's Too Powerful; You Can't Give Him Problems. But Superman Is A Metaphor. For Me, Superman Has The Same Problems We Do, But On A Paul Bunyan Scale. If Superman Walks The Dog, He Walks It Around The Asteroid Belt Because It Can Fly In Space. When Superman's Relatives Visit, They Come From The 31st Century And Bring Some Hellish Monster Conqueror From The Future. But It's Still A Story About Your Relatives Visiting.

Adults...struggle Desperately With Fiction, Demanding Constantly That It Conform To The Rules Of Everyday Life. Adults Foolishly Demand To Know How Superman Can Possibly Fly, Or How Batman Can Possibly Run A Multibillion-dollar Business Empire During The Day And Fight Crime At Night, When The Answer Is Obvious Even To The Smallest Child: Because It's Not Real.