One of the biggest problems for beginning writers is this need to over-explain.

If something wants to be a story, it will be.

I erased the thought from my mind, but I couldn't undo the fact that I'd had the thought in the first place.

The sky was the colour of sad weddings.

Living for ever would be like marrying yourself, with no possibility of a divorce.

But I quite like the way you can talk about science without necessarily using mathematics, but using metaphors instead.

I'm a great believer in gathering together all your obsessions and seeing if you can make a novel out of them.