Every time I write a new novel about something sombre and sobering and terrible I think, 'oh Lord, they're not going to want to go here'. But they do. Readers of fiction read, I think, for a deeper embrace of the world, of reality. And that's brave.
Money cannot buy peace of mind. It cannot heal ruptured relationships, or build meaning into a life that has none.
There was a perverse side of me, with things like Van Helsing coming out. I didn't want to go down that route.