Once the working classes were in chains, now they're in chain restaurants.

You may have gathered that I am not the most cheerful of revellers - some characterise me as the death and soullessness of any party but it wasn't always so, believe me.

Vaughn's vision is older, wiser and harder than Ritchie's.

What fiction offers us is an intimacy shorn of the messy contingencies of human existence - gender, race, class or age. Those moments of transcendence when we exclaim "You know exactly what I mean!" depend for much of their force on the anonymous character of the intimacy between writer and reader.

Of course, with well-masticated food playing the role of social glue, it's absolutely essential that everyone clear their plate. Sod the starving kiddies in Africa - it's the overfed ones here we need to worry about.

I prefer to write first drafts as soon as possible after waking, so that the oneiric inscape is still present to me.

Once the working classes were in chains, now they're in chain restaurants.