An enigma? That's not a bad persona to have. I should probably shut up and let the mystery continue! It's good for my career.

I write horror because I enjoy it. I'm endlessly fascinated by the supernatural, by death, by darkness. And, to be honest, I don't have much choice. This is the way my mind works.

In real life, good people die all the time and a**holes can live long and happy lives. It's a crapshoot.

I think the internet is a great marketing tool--but marketing is not my job. I'm a writer. My job is to write novels.

Life is short. Eternity is long.

If there's any mystery to me at all, it's probably due to the fact that I'm not online and don't go to conventions--which means that I'm probably not as accessible to fans as most writers are these days. If that makes me seem like a weird recluse, so be it.

A light wind blew through here that carried with it scents of sadness and loss, not recognizable odors but smells that corresponded to nothing, chimerical fragrances able to evoke melancholic memories.