Writing A Short Story Is

Death Doesn't Make You Sad- It Makes You Empty. That's What's So Bad About It. All Of Your Charms And Beliefs And Funny Habits Fall Fast Through A Big Black Hole, And Suddenly You Know They're Gone Because Just As Suddenly, There's Nothing Left At All Inside.

Very Often I'll Find Out At The End Of A Book What I Put In At The Beginning. A Sort Of Process Of Elimination And Discovery In One.

Just Write About What Bites You And Damn The Rest.

Krakow Is One Of My Favorite Places On Earth. It Is A Medieval City Full Of Young People. A Wonderful, Striking Combination.

It Took Me Less Than Half A Lifetime To Realize That Regret Is One Of The Few Guaranteed Certainties. Sooner Or Later Everything Is Touched By It, Despite Our Naive And Senseless Hope That Just This Time We Will Be Spared Its Cold Hand On Our Heart.