Oh, So Seldom Does Fate Cast Our

A Story Begins And It Always Passes From The Subjunctive To The Declarative. And Italians Don't Seem To Care About Making A Fine Distinction Between That Which Is Speculation And That Which Is Fact.

The Ending Is One Of My Blackest, Utterly Without Hope Of Any Sort.

I Do Not Take Any Pleasure Whatsoever In Being A Famous Person.

I Never Know What's Going To Happen In A Novel. I Don't Have A Plan Or An Outline.

I Was Extraordinarily Lucky. I Wrote A Book Because I Wanted To See If I Could Write A Mystery. Someone Nagged Me Into Sending It To A Contest, Which It Won, After Which I Was Offered A Two-book Contract, Thus Requiring The Writing Of A Second Book.