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I Don't Plot The Books Out Ahead Of Time, I Don't Plan Them. I Don't Begin At The Beginning And End At The End. I Don't Work With An Outline And I Don't Work In A Straight Line.

But Just Then, For That Fraction Of Time, It Seems As Though All Things Are Possible. You Can Look Across The Limitations Of Your Own Life, And See That They Are Really Nothing. In That Moment When Time Stops, It Is As Though You Know You Could Undertake Any Venture, Complete It And Come Back To Yourself, To Find The World Unchanged, And Everything Just As You Left It A Moment Before. And It's As Though Knowing That Everything Is Possible, Suddenly Nothing Is Necessary.

We Have Nothing Now Between Us, Save - Respect, Perhaps. And I Think That Respect Has Maybe Room For Secrets, But Not For Lies.

Conflict And Character Are The Heart Of Good Fiction, And Good Mystery Has Both Of Those In Spades.

It Was In A Way A Comforting Idea; If There Was All The Time In The World, Then The Happenings Of A Given Moment Became Less Important.