No sane local official who has hung up an empty stocking over the municipal fireplace is going to shoot Santa Claus just before a hard Christmas.

America is at that awkward stage it's too late to work within the system but too early to shoot the bastards.

I mean I do wear a wedding ring and take it off when I shoot.

It was my duty to shoot the enemy and I don't regret it. My regrets are for the people I couldn't save: Marines soldiers buddies. I'm not naive and I don't romanticize war. The worst moments of my life have come as a SEAL. But I can stand before God with a clear conscience about doing my job.

Yes quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down you'd treat if met where any bar is or help to half-a-crown.

Don't worry about the war. It's all over but the shooting.

Serious sport is war minus the shooting.

When it comes to locations I'm one of those crazy authors who has to see it touch it taste it before I trust myself to recreate it for my readers. Having said that visiting a locked-down pediatric psych ward was the most intimidating research I've ever done - and I've visited maximum security prisons shooting galleries bone collections etc.

I almost always do things that I like in some form or fashion. Every once in awhile that means that I don't think the script is any good and I don't have any trust in the people but the film is shooting in Sri Lanka or somewhere like that so I'm going.

Well I took a sabbatical. I walked away from shooting movies because I couldn't handle the travel. I'm a single parent. I had young kids and I found that keeping in touch with them from hotel rooms and airports wasn't working for me. So I stopped.