I Think At This Stage In My

Joan Organizes Our Social Life, And On Weekends I Follow Her Around.

Very Few Of My Books Are About Who Stole The Maltese Falcon

I Have Reached The Point Where I Know That As Long As I Sit Down To Write, The Ideas Will Come. What They Will Be, I Don't Know.

There's Something About Being Able To Literally Consume A Work Of Art - Then To Divide All That Pleasure Of It - Because It's A Memory. A Great Wine For Me Is A Memory, It's An Extraordinary Experience.

Well, You Give Me Too Much Credit For Foresight And Planning. I Haven't Got A Clue What The Hell I'm Doing.