I Don't Want To Put The World

I Don't Need Validation, Recognition Or Praise. What I Need Are Facts And The Facts Are That One Of My Books Gets Sold, Somewhere In The World, Every Second.

You Do Not Mess With The Special Investigators.

That Should Be Your Town Motto. It's All I Ever Hear. Like: New Hampshire, Live Free Or Die. It Should Be: Despair, You Need To Leave Now.

For Me The End Of A Book Is Just As Exciting As It Is For A Reader.

He Looked At The Pain And He Set Himself Apart From It. He Saw It, Examined It, Identified It, Corralled It. He Isolated It. He Challenged It. You Against Me? Dream On, Pal. He Built Borders For It. Then Walls. He Built Walls And Forced The Pain Behind Them And Then He Moved The Walls Inward, Compressing The Pain, Crushing It, Boxing It In, Limiting It, Beating It.