“Do you know where I am?” “It’s three in the morning,” croaks Son, his voice raspy from sleep. “I make it … twenty-two minutes after three … London time.” Dad is calm, his voice commanding. His accent hints of a childhood down south. He is standing outside on the...
I’ve blogged about my oh-sh** moments in the past. See The Worst Interview of All Time. Personally, I think real-life bloopers empower novelists. Every time we go oops, we take one step closer toward the mental anguish of our characters, right? But ‘tis the season....
Whom You Know is one of my favorite sites on the web. It features the best of Manhattan. It's my first stop when I'm looking for a good restaurant. Recently, Peachy interviewed me for her column, Movers and Shakers. No holds barred. We covered everything,...
Update: I’m getting trickles of information everywhere: email, dm, tweets, etc. Please “like” my Facebook page to join in/follow. I’ll try to direct all conversation there. Forget the long lines at the malls. I hope the expression “Black...
“Do you have any advice for aspiring authors?” It’s a question that readers always ask at book signings. “First book?” I like to fish around for details before offering advice. “Yes.” “Don’t tell anyone.” The...
The New York Times describes my novels as “money porn,” “a red-hot franchise,” and “glittery thrillers about fiscal malfeasance.” Through fiction I explore the dark side of money and the motivations of those who have it, want more, and will steamroll anybody who gets in their way.