“Every book you pick up has its own lesson or lessons, and quite often the bad bo…” — Stephen King

I had a period where I thought I might not be good enough to publish.

He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?

I never saw any of my dad's stories. My mother said he had piles and piles of manuscripts.

When asked, 'How do you write?' I invariably answer, 'one word at a time.'