We Are Taught To Be

My Novels Are Very Much The Same, As I Think Many People's Novels Are. No Matter How Hard I Try To Do Otherwise, The Books Always Wind Up Being "a Group Of Strangers Are Thrown Together By Circumstance And Form A Society."

I Used To Do Everything To Keep A Wall Up Around Myself And Keep My Life Quiet So That I Could Write.

Happiness Compresses Time, Makes It Dense And Bright, Pocketsized.

Home, Bed, Sleep, Mother--who Knew More Beautiful Words Than These?

That's The Way I Work. I Get It All Plotted In My Mind, And Then I Write It Down.