Donna Tartt: What a great thing, to just disappear.
Bret Easton Ellis: OK Computer should be considered the most overrated record of the ‘90s and it will be looked back on as something to be poked fun at.
Tartt: Those weird structures that came out of nowhere. They’d just appear.
Ellis: I want the entire fucking catalogue in a giant sandwich bag.
Tartt: It was a Gestapo sort of thing, people coming to your room, waking you up in the middle of the night.
Ellis: Because I was a musician. Ask me the next question.
Tartt: Didn’t Margaret Mitchell work for something like twenty years on Gone With the Wind?
Ellis: I used to freak myself out all the time, I’m trying to wean myself off of that, because it’s just too fucking miserable.
Tartt: Kill some cab drivers or something.
Ellis: You came in and there was something about you that was off and I couldn’t read that.
Tartt: No, it was just cut and paste. It was actually kind of funny.
Ellis: This, this right now, happens very rarely, and this is the only time it has happened in Australia.
Tartt: All the scary monsters are there—with real teeth and claws—and all the fairy godmothers and secret friends of childhood are waiting there, too, ready to help us whenever we call.
Ellis: More offers for blowjobs.
Tartt: Because I know that’s going to happen to me.
Ellis: Read me the next sentence.
Tartt: They’re like mysteries, a very specialized thing.
Ellis: Cross that one out too.
Tartt: There are questions I’ve been asked over and over again, and I wish I had some pat answers, but I just don’t.
Ellis: So how are we going to wrap this up? What are you going to say? How are you going to end this interview?
Tartt: Nobody really knows, not really.