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Books, I don't know what you see in them. I can understand a person reading them, but I can't for the life of me see why people have to write them.
I'm not very good at picking stuff up off the radio. It takes me way too long to learn other people's music.
People are usually surprised to hear this, but I don't really read children's books.
I can't stand Anne Tyler books, but I gobble them up. It's like Updike - I can't stand him either, but I read everything he writes.
I'm not funny in person. I mean I'm really not. I'm one of those people who always screw up anecdotes.
I usually get my stuff from people who promised somebody else that they would keep it a secret.
I was obsessed with Val McDermid's Tony Hill and Carol Jordan books, delightfully twisted stuff.
I like a real beach. A crowded one, you know? People, towels, umbrellas. I hate those little private strips of sand you see up in Malibu.
I want people to see themselves in a person. I never want someone to aspire to be someone else.
