Quite suddenly Meggie felt fear rise in her like black brackish water, she felt lost, terribly lost, she felt it in every part of her. She didn't belong here! What had she done?

Killing is easy," said Mo, "Dying is harder.

Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if she likes them better than human company.

My son always says I like very weird music.

So what? All writers are lunatics!

Everyone is small at night.