Trespassers Will Be Exsanguinated.

The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.

People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.

Because I do not wish to know,” he says. “I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark.

Have you tried the cinnamon things?" Poppet asks. "They're rather new. What are they called, Widge?" "Fantastically delicious cinnamon things?

Where do you get your ideas? people ask. Sometimes they’re at the bottoms of cups of tea. Sometimes they’re lurking in my shower. Sometimes they’re waiting patiently in glass cases in museums.

It is perhaps both a blessing and a curse that fictional worlds spring into my mind nearly fully formed and it takes quite a while to sift through everything to find the story.