London Is An Endless Skirmish Between Angles

I Feel Fantastically Geeky. [but] I'm Not One Of Those People Who's Enormously Proud Of Being A Geek, But Nor Am I Particularly Ashamed Of It.

The Summer Stretched Out The Daylight As If On A Rack. Each Moment Was Drawn Out Until Its Anatomy Collapsed. Time Broke Down. The Day Progressed In An Endless Sequence Of Dead Moments.

What I Always Try To Do In All My Books Is To Make The Stories Such That If You Don't Agree With Me Politically Or You're Not Interested In The Thematics, The Story Will Still Keep You Turning The Pages.

My Parents Were Hippies, And The Story Is That They Went Through A Dictionary Looking For A Beautiful Word To Name Me. They Nearly Called Me Banyan, But Flipped A Few Pages On And Reached "china," Thankfully. The Other Reason They Liked It Is That "china" Is Cockney Rhyming Slang For "mate." People Say "my Old China," Meaning "my Old Mate," Because "china Plate" Rhymes With "mate.

I Think The Role Of Science Fiction Is Not At All To Prophesy. I Think It Is To Tell Interesting, Vivid, Strange Stories That At Their Best Are Dreamlike Intense Versions And Visions Of Today.