I've never been averse to a little risk - after all, writing without risk is not really writing at all. Sometimes one has to just let fly with a high concept piece and see where the pieces fall. As it generally turns out, the central story is familiar, but just with different rules of engagement.

Agents and publishers only want one thing - good writing.

The industrial age had only just begun; the planet had reached its Best Before date.

We all make mistakes at some time in our lives, some more than others. It is only when the cost is counted in human lives that people really take notice.

If only life were that simple; if one could jump to the good parts and flick through the bad.

The universe always moves from an ordered state to a disordered one; that a glass may fall to the ground and shatter yet you never see a broken glass reassemble itself and then jump back on the table.

Everything comes to an end. A good bottle of wine, a summer’s day, a long-running sitcom, one’s life, and eventually our species. The question for many of us is not that everything will come to an end but when. And can we do anything vaguely useful until it does?