

for you.James Patterson collaborates with David Ellis-one of the authors who is able to keep his pieces on track-for this sequel that will chill the reader almost as much as the original piece. They barter in exchange for “photo ops and p.r. 23, is on WWII, “Killing Patton.” What’s next, bin Laden?…īigbigbig concert stars onstage in hothothot outfits do not always pay for them. To match the “Magic in the Moonlight” red carpet, a colorist made Emma Stone’s hairs “red-red”…Īfter “Killing Lincoln,” “Killing Kennedy,” “Killing Jesus,” Bill O’Reilly’s next killing, Sept. (Correct pronunciation? “Greesay.”) Odds & ends His comment? “Nobody pronounces my name right. Federal judge since 1972, chief judge from 1993 to 2000, His Honor, deciding against Argentina, is presiding over their default, debt restructuring, and basically saying: “No more ‘Don’t cry for me, Argentina.’ ” So I asked him about it. Judge Thomas Griesa, United States District Court for the Southern District, has been reported on daily. I like protecting the book.” Judge not crying for Argentina Devices are great, but I like reading a book.

What’s he think about the Kindle? “Change is happening too fast. A 60 to 80-page outline, three or four drafts, takes maybe a year. I go through three to four chapters in 10 minutes, plot an outline but only one-two scenes.

My assistant types it triple space, then I write between the lines. If something interests me, with a No. 2 pencil I put half a dozen ideas on paper. So to do something different, I picked someone invisible. Dark realistic ones come from Scandinavia. Every network does police stories, robberies, crime twists, suspense stuff. And then it won the Edgar Award as the best first mystery.” Where the hell are the people? Aliens didn’t come.

Ripping through daily newspapers, who knows, maybe something gets implanted. Some people haven’t imagination, whereas inventing’s my strong suit. My gig is telling stories, which means I’ll never retire. I worked the night shift in a hospital so I started reading. My mother was a teacher and librarian in Lexington, Mass.
