There comes a time when the blankness of the future is just so extreme, it's like such a black wall of nothingness. Not of bad things like a cave full of monsters and so, you're afraid of entering it. It's just nothingness, the void, emptiness and it is just horrible. It's like contemplating a future-less future and so you just want to step out of it. The monstrosity of being alive overwhelms you.

Not one word of the following is true

I do think it's important not to be absolutely sure, so sure that you can't reinvent yourself in some way, or at least rediscover the truth of why you think what you think, and not just take it as an assumption.

I knew I couldn't believe in God, because I was fundamentally Hellenic in my outlook.

The Gay News critic wrote that I 'carried the lilt of the Irish without the brogue'.

I'm a bit of a coward, and lazy, oddly enough.

Somehow, as a writer, you tend to use words to paper over structural cracks.