You know that scene in Godfather 3?

It's probably the only one anyone remembers.

Michael Corleone is old.

He's puttering around his kitchen in a cardigan,

complaining that the mobster life just won't let him go.

Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me back in.

Admittedly, not a great movie.

But anyway, that is how I think about Elon Musk and reporter Ashley Vance, who wrote a pretty

exhaustive book about him in 2015.

Yeah, the book was from start to finish.

That was probably about three years, and that was living and breathing a lot of Elon Musk in his universe, for lack of a better term.

Ashley got sick of talking about Musk. He was burned out.

Elon and I also had a really tense go of it after my book came out,

which made wanting to write about him not that attractive of a proposition.

I just thought I was writing a book about an interesting person and some interesting companies.

I didn't expect it to be this almost inseparable part of my life forever after that.

But the problem is, once you have written the big Elon Musk biography,

people like me want to call you up and ask you questions.

What was your first impression of him?

There were no handlers, and when I would ask him a question, he just answered it so openly and

thoughtfully and kind of differently than the on-message billionaires and CEOs that I was

used to interview.

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