A snappy label and a manifesto would have been two of the very last things on my own career want list. That label enabled mainstream science fiction to safely assimilate our dissident influence, such as it was. Cyberpunk could then be embraced and given prizes and patted on the head, and genre science fiction could continue unchanged.

A book exists at the intersection of the author's subconscious and the reader's response.

Genuinely ubiquitous computing spreads like warm Vaseline.

When you want to know how things really work, study them when they're coming apart.

Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky.

I don't always like writing, but I very much like having written.

My problem is that all things are increasingly interesting to me