To make the reader afraid, I had to be afraid.

Monsters just outside our peripheral vision are scarier to contemplate than monsters miles away or in someplace only a fool would set foot in.

Theres something in human nature that says we need to have at least one symbolic place where chaos and dark desires can live.

I just hated the law. I wasnt cut out for it. I couldnt imagine spending my life doing that, so I quit before I began.

Sometimes people close a door because they’re trying to figure out a way to get you to knock.

If the hairs on my neck stand up while Im writing, I figure the reader will get the same kind of shock.

Horror, for me, is not defined by the thing that provokes ones fear, but the human being who has contact with it.