Like some kind of particularly tenacious vampire the short story refuses to die, and seems at this point in time to be a wonderful length for our generation.

When I started out, there were a lot of things I knew I couldn't do, and a lot of things I only found out I couldn't do by going and doing it. And no-one was watching, and nobody cared.

The old rules are crumbling and nobody knows what the new rules are...so make up your own rules.

People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.

Be boring, knowing everything. You have to give all that stuff up if you're going to muck about here.