She lives her life like a flame

My second novel, "Good Benito", was not finished. I wished that I had spent another year with it.

Building a mechanical device for its appearance is like putting lace on a bowling ball.

Vulnerability is our most accurate measurement of courage.

I carry a disposable camera. It takes me back to my childhood, when you had to develop your film and wait to see what pictures you got.

There's a structure to a detective story that I can easily understand. I understand playing that particular game. It's like solving a puzzle. Or creating a puzzle.

Occasionally, I just need to escape from my work or be reminded of the comparative bliss of my own life, so I pick up a novel.

I don't read books for pleasure, but in desperation.

Habit keeps my life going, with occasional pushes from desire.

I bought my brother some gift-wrap for Christmas. I took it to the gift wrap department and told them to wrap it, but in a different print so he would know when to stop unwrapping.

I believe in good luck, and the harder I work and the more I believe in myself, the luckier I get.