“People want to marry me for companionship. No thanks! I've got my cats for that!” — Ruth Rendell

It makes me actually quite angry to think about people writing about torture with a sort of relish. Horrible.

I don't know what I would do if I didn't write.

I think about death every day - what it would be like, why it would happen to me. It would be humiliating to be afraid.

I don't care for people who are given peerages who have paid for them. I think it happens, and I don't like that.