I first came across Chadron, Nebraska, by accident in 1994.

All my life, I never realized you could have a conversation with a ghost.

'Love and Terror on the Howling Plains of Nowhere' took me six years to write.

Amazon is evil, like anything big, but we can't help if it flows the very center of literature.

Most people would live in an outhouse in Bangladesh before they would voluntarily move to Nebraska.

Because I've lived a risky and unconventional life, I don't often struggle for subjects to write about.

There's good money in true crime, I'm told, and plenty of it lying around, but it's a devil of an art form.

I'm compared to Kerouac, I suppose, because he traveled and rejected middle-class values, but the similarities end there.

Western Nebraska is the only place in all my travels where I have seen the dust blowing and the rain falling at the same time.

I studied a truckload of true crime, praying for illumination, but most true crime relies on luridness and voyeurism for effect.

Short chaps evolved naturally, but I didn't title and number them till much later. I like short chaps, like short books too, as a rule.

I'm that sensitive, honest guy who likes people, wants to know why, and who puzzles everyone by continually putting himself in harm's way.

A bilingual marriage, by the way, is a great way to stay together for longer than you normally would because you can't understand each other very well.

I have learned that I am not built for conflict or controversy. I have also learned that, in all my life, I have never chosen a story. The story has always chosen me.

Chadron had a water tower, grain elevators, a tanning salon, a video rental store, a small liberal arts college, a Hardee's, a stoplight, and a curling yellow sign in the pet store window that read, 'Hamsters and Tarantulas Featured Today.'

One evening, after my wife and son had gone out for a walk, I decided to have a talk with my neighbor, who I believe was murdered. I had gotten to know and admire him by listening to people talk about him. He seemed a wonderful person with much to give.

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