It's not in good taste to have talking ghosts in a grown-up novel.
Cambridge was a joy. Tediously. People reading books in a posh place. It was my fantasy. I loved it. I miss it still.
I'm not sure if you're the person for me any more.
I don't actually believe in the extension of consciousness after death.
I never attended a creative writing class in my life. I have a horror of them.
All novels attempt to cut neural routes through the brain, to convince us that down this road the true future of the novel lies.