I was in enough to get along with people. I was never socially inarticulate. Not a loner. And that saved my life, saved my sanity. That and the writing. But to this day I distrust anybody who thought school was a good time. Anybody.

I watched Titanic when I got back home from the hospital, and cried. I knew that my IQ had been damaged.

I can remember being home from school with tonsillitis and writing stories in bed to pass the time.

Well, I'm like a drug addict, I'm always saying I'm going to stop, and then I don't, what I've said consistently is that I hope I know when to stop: when it starts to get repetitive.

You cannot hope to sweep someone else away by the force of your writing until it has been done to you.