You build a character, a shell, and if you build it right, something comes to live inside it.

It sounds creepy, but I always liked the idea of disappearing then becoming something new. That of course was before I disappeared.

There is a love of wood, as of other things that do not answer to our touch.

Endless longing; a face you'd known since childhood, since birth almost; a body that moved as though it were your own. These were things you never spoke of, things you never hoped for; things you could never admit to. Things you'd die for, and die of.

I never think about genre when I work. I've written fantasy, science fiction, supernatural fiction, and am now working on a suspense novel. Genres are mostly useful as a marketing tool, and to help booksellers known where to shelve a book.

You build a character, a shell, and if you build it right, something comes to live inside it.

The irruption of the supernatural into our world is a much more enticing notion to explore than the same thing happening in some past time, or in a wholly imaginary world.