I'm Grateful For The Life I Have.

I've Created A Narrative Of The World. I Live In The World - Tenuously, Most Times. I've Avoided The Digital World.

L.a.: Come On Vacation, Go Home On Probation.

When I Look At Perfidia, I Think, "that's A Pulitzer Prize Winner. That's A National Book Award Winner." It's Not Going To Get It. It's Going To Be Shelved In Crime And It's Just The Way It Is. I've Done Something That No One Else Has Ever Done; I've Started Out As A Mystery Writer, A Police Writer, And A Crime Writer, And I Became Something Entirely Different.

My Guys Are Morally Weak, And They Reach Toward A Tenuous Knowledge Of Self-sacrifice, And Sometimes It's Too Late. I Find That Moving. It's Not A Life I'd Want To Live. But, Then, I'm Not Completely My Books.

I Am The Most Well-adjusted Human Being I Know. I Started Out This Investigation As A Very Happy Man With A Great Career. I've Got The Life People Dream About: I Am Rich, I Am Famous, I've Got A Fabulous Marriage To An Absolutely, Spell-bindingly Brilliant Woman.