A Spider Brings Good Luck Before Midnight

I Don't Think I've Ever Had A Mentor. The Closest Thing Is My Friend Christopher Fowler, Another Writer. Chris Kept Me Sane For A Long Time Before I Made It.

All Those Moments, Those Memories. Everything That We Are, Compressed In Just Two Or Three Kilos Of Paper — The Weight Of A Human Heart.

I Think If You Are An Outsider Then You Are An Outsider Always.

I'm Not Sure I Believe In The Whole 'ghost-afterlife' Thing, But I Think Places Are Marked By People Who Have Been There.

I'm Politically Inclined Towards The Left, But I Don't Like To Be In Anyone's Gang; I'm A Bit Of A Loose Cannon.