I was born in 1991, and Harry Potter came out in 97, so, you know, I was really obsessed. I used to read them in one night.

I fell even more deeply in love with Tolkiens legendarium after studying Old English literature at uni, as I got a sense of the historical events and cultures that Tolkien used to create his world. My favourite of his imaginary locations is Lothlorien.

My father thought I would lead a simple life; that I was bright but unambitious, complacant with whatever work life threw at me. My father, as usual, was wrong.

I'm often daydreaming and it's because I've always liked the idea of there being something more than the normal world.

They'd branded me like some kind of animal. Lower than an animal. A number.

Nothing’s worse than a story without an end.

I looked at him and he looked at me. A moment. A choice. My choice. His choice.