I Was A Clubber In The Nineties.

It Surprises Me Constantly That My Sometimes-unorthodox Approach Has Such A Large Following, But I'm Very Grateful To My Readers For Allowing Me To Continue Writing 10 Or 12 Hours A Day.

Life Doesn't Have Plots And Subplots And Denouements. It's Just A Big Collection Of Loose Ends And Dangling Threads That Never Get Explained.

I Guess My Inspiration Is This - I Like To Pretend That Every Story That Ever Happened To 'batman' Was Real And Is Part Of This One Guy's Life.

It's Stupid, I Know, But I Care. All The Things That Meant So Much When We Were Young. Under The Blankets Late At Night, Listening To Long-distance Radio. All Those Things Lost Now Or Broken. Can You Remember? Can You Remember That Feeling? Perhaps I Ought To Go To A Doctor.

Only Nothing Is Impossible.