Any Moment Called Now Is Always Full

The Summer Stretched Out The Daylight As If On A Rack. Each Moment Was Drawn Out Until Its Anatomy Collapsed. Time Broke Down. The Day Progressed In An Endless Sequence Of Dead Moments.

My Dad Hates Umbrellas, Said Deeba, Swinging Her Own. When It Rains He Always Says The Same Thing. 'i Do Not Believe The Presence Of Moisture In The Air Is Sufficient Reason To Overturn Society's Usual Sensible Taboo Against Wielding Spiked Clubs At Eye Level.

Any Moment Called Now Is Always Full Of Possibles.

Every Book I Write, The First Thing I Have To Do Is Get Into The Voice, And The Voice Varies From Book To Book - That's Part Of What's Interesting To Me.

We Should Have Just Killed Him, That's A Lesson, Don't Get Creative With Revenge