I Guess A Lot Of Police Keep

Every Novel Starts With A Theme, And I Am Constantly Looking For Big Ideas.

There's No Question That Ghosts Exist. The Big Question For Me Is Whether Ghosts Are Simply Electronic Imprints Left In The Walls Or The Atmosphere Of Places, Or Whether They Do Actually Represent Something From The Afterlife.

Life's Not Some Slot Machine In An Arcade With A Sign That Flashes Up Saying 'i'm Sorry, You Have Been Killed. Would You Like Another Go?' But We Might Get Put Through The Same Test Each Time, Get Faced With The Same Situations Until We've Learned How To Cope.

A News Junkie, I Read, Daily, The 'times/sunday Times,' The 'guardian/observer,' 'mail,' And The 'argus' - Both To Keep Up With Crime In Brighton, Where I Set My Novels, And Because I Think It Is Vital To Support Local Papers - They Provide A Unique Accountability For Councils, Emergency Services And So Much Else, And Are Dangerously Undervalued.

Branson Ate His Salad, And Left The Rest Of His Fish Untouched, While Grace Tucked Into His Steak And Kidney Pudding With Relish. 'i Read A While Ago,' He Told Branson, 'that The French Drink More Red Wine Than The English But Live Longer. The Japanese Eat More Fish Than The English But Drink Less Wine And Live Longer. The Germans Eat More Red Meat Than The English, And Drink More Beer And They Live Longer Too. You Know The Moral Of This Story? 'no' 'it's Not What You Eat Or Drink - It's Speaking English That Kills You.