I Have Three Desks. One Empty For

A Calm Environment Is For After I Finish Work.

I Don't Need Validation, Recognition Or Praise. What I Need Are Facts And The Facts Are That One Of My Books Gets Sold, Somewhere In The World, Every Second.

Plan A Is To Hitch A Ride Out Of Here. But If They Want A War, Then Plan B Is To Win It.

I Wanted Readers To Be Genuinely Unsure As To Whether She's Telling The Truth Or Lying. It Meant Making Her Partly Sympathetic, And Partly Unsympathetic, Which Wasn't Easy.

I'd Been A Thriller Reader All My Life.