I Don't Have Talent. I Have Tenacity.

There's No Such Thing As An Ex-junkie.

I Write What I Can. I Think Being Able To Write Like Michael Connelly And Have A Character That Goes From Novel To Novel, Or To Dramatize History Like Vidal Or Ellroy, Or Have An Explosively Inventive Mind Like Bulgakov, Would Be An Incredible Thing. I Don't Have That. I Only Have What I Have.

Life Forgets Me But Will Not Let Me Forget Holds Me Down And Tells Me That I'm Free.

To Get A Human Through A Life, Lives Of Broken Bones, Knock-me-over-with-a-feather Susceptibility To Myriad Viruses, And Whatever Else Might Befall Someone Will Cost Money.

I Have No Desire To Write Anything For Screen. That's A Great Talent.