Gym, a nice glass of wine (generally New World and frequently South African), cooking (Cajun, Thai - hell, anything spicy, basically)
Like my website, I'm hoping that this page will attract people who are interested in books (and not just mine), music, movies and anything else that helps to make the time on this earth pass a little more entertainingly and enjoyably.
I don't consider spending money on books or music to be a vice, so I'm a big CD buyer. (Still haven't quite fallen for downloading, on the basis that, if it doesn't make a sound when I drop it, then I'm not sure that I've actually been sold anything.) So far, I've put together two compilation CDs to go with two of my books, The Black Angel, and The Unquiet, and the music included on those CDs is a fair reflection of my musical tastes, which are pretty wide. The first CD contained songs by the following bands and artists: Lullaby for the Working Class; Red House Painters; Hem; Lambchop; Kate Bush; The Go-Betweens; The Walkabouts; Beachwood Sparks; Neko Case; Thee More Shallows; Pinetop Seven; The Triffids; Radar Brothers; and The Blue Nile. The second CD includes music by Nickel Creek; Sufjan Stevens; Midlake; Low; Willard Grant Conspiracy; The Czars; Efterklang; Hood; Woven Hand; Starless & Bible Black; The National; The Delgados; Jim White; Espers; and Phelan Sheppard.
Perhaps surprisingly, when I look at my DVD collection (and my videos, having come of age in the eighties), I see that much of it is given over to comedy: Laurel & Hardy (never much cared for Charlie Chaplin, on the grounds that he didn't seem content to make me laugh. I was supposed to cry as well.); W.C. Fields; Steve Martin; The Marx Brothers . . . There's also a lot of Hitchcock, some sci-fi (John Carpenter's The Thing, the Alien quartet), and a bunch of classic westerns (Peckinpah, some John Wayne), action movies (Southern Comfort), and police thrillers (The French Connection).
Like most of my peers, I'm a huge admirer of David Simon and The Wire. I've also become addicted to watching TV series on DVD, as I miss so many when I travel. Therefore, along with the movies listed above, my shelves groan with The Sopranos, Deadwood, Six Feet Under, The West Wing, assorted Family Guy and South Park sets, and lots of vintage British comedy, particularly Dad's Army and the collected Ronnie Barker.
I'm a voracious reader, but if I had to list a few favourites off the top of my head . . .
The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
Bleak House by Charles Dickens
six nonlectures (and Collected Poems) by e.e.cummings
The Lonely Guy by Bruce Jay Friedman
The Jeeves and Wooster stories of P.G. Wodehouse
The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas
War & Peace by Leo Tolstoy and Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak (okay, I know those two make me sound like a pseud, but they were two books with which I thought I'd struggle, but instead loved, and have read more than once.)
In mystery fiction, I've been very influenced by James Lee Burke and Ross Macdonald.
I don't know that I have many heroes. There are people - often writers or artists or musicians - whom I admire, but I'm not sure they're heroes, exactly. In fact, I'm not sure that I entirely trust the concept of heroes . . .