Edinburgh is a comfortable puddle for a novelist.

We are living in glorious days where each readers’ voice can be heard.

She picked up the stout and took a sip. It slid down her throat like silk.

The financial value put on the job of the writer and the misconceptions around that make it extremely difficult to enter the profession.

All those kisses. There must have been a thousand. They engulfed me like some kind of all consuming dream where I became very alive and very relaxed at the same time.

It was clearly a lot more difficult in the field than in the office, where you could keep your distance and maintain a calculated composure. Being faced with real people was a far tougher call...

I’m a professional writer and I consider it part of my job to publicise my work and these days part of that job is done online.

Sometimes life isn’t what we want, it’s what we get.

He prefers his adventures second hand.

In the middle section of the book Mirabelle breaks into not one, but two houses near Belgravia Books. I had fun scoping these out – checking which windows looked least secure and figuring out how...

I have a very strong sense that we only know where we are by looking clearly at where we’ve come from.