I am not a fan of historical fiction that is sloppy in its research or is dishonest about the real history.

What we leave behind in this life is the memory of who we were and what we did. An imprint, no more.

There’s only one difference between published and unpublished writers, and it is this -- the first group see their work in print on the shelves of Waterstone’s or Tesco or online at Amazon; the second group are yet to have physical evidence of the hours, weeks, years spent fashioning words into their patterns. You are already a writer.

Library campaigners are not prepared to stand by and watch something they cherish be dismantled brick by brick.

I really like people and I keep friendships. I have people from all parts of my life.

There is no pattern the human mind can devise that does not exist already within the bounds of nature...Everything we do, see, write, notate, all are an echo of the deep seams of the universe. Music is the invisible world made visible through sound.

Do you believe you can change your destiny?' he (Sajhë) said, seeking an answer. Alice found herself nodding. 'Otherwise, what's the point? If we are simply walking a path preordained, then all the experiences that make us who we are - love, grief, joy, learning, changing - would count for nothing.