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The irritating question they ask us-us being writers-is: "Where do you get your ideas?" And the answer is: Confluence. Things come together. The right ingredients and suddenly: Abracadabra!

— Aero

People talk about books that write themselves, and it's a lie. Books don't write themselves. It takes thought and research and backache and notes and more time and more work than you'd believe.

— Shadow

I'm thinking about England in the rain, a strange theatre on the pier: a trail of fear and magic, memory and pain. The fear should be of going bleak insane, the magic should be like a fairytale. I'm thinking about England in the rain. The loneliness is harder to explain- an empty place inside me where I fail, of fear and magic, memory and pain. I think of a magician and a skein of truth disguised as lies. You wear a veil. I'm thinking about England in the rain… The shapes repeat like some bizarre refrain and here's a sword, a hand, and there's a grail of fear and magic, memory and pain. The wizard waves his wand and we turn pale, tells us sad truths, but all to no avail. I'm thinking about England, in the rain of fear and magic, memory and pain.

— Kai