I longed to return to that bloody riverbank, to throw myself in the path of the final arrow, to die ignorant, and so, in love. Better to be killed by….

You don't even realize you're living in a before until you wake up one day and find yourself in an after..

I should probably start with the blood..

I try not to think too much about an audience when Im writing the first draft of a book - at that stage, the prospect of anyone reading what Ive writ….

Im not one of those authors who claims to hear voices in my head or let the characters speak through me, whatever that might mean..