I love blogging, even though apparently it's still dying, and hate it when I have too much going on to do so regularly.

My father is a liar and so am I. But I’m going to stop. I have to stop. I will tell you my story and I will tell it straight. No lies, no omissions. That’s my promise. This time I truly mean it.

A difference in self loathing? Please. The only difference between a gun and a rope is the time it takes to tie the knot.

The job of every generation is to discover the flaws of the one that came before it. That's part of growing up, figuring out all the ways your parents and their friends are broken.

Eating good food is my favourite thing in the whole world. Nothing is more blissful.

Zombies are the proletariat. Long live the workers!

When I was little, I made up my own fairy tales, and the ghostly echo of Once upon a time shapes all the fiction Ive ever written.

I give people If You Came Softly when they demand proof that novels for teens can be as good as the best novels for adults.

My favourite vampires are all very scary indeed. So the idea of falling in love with one is just weird to me.

In Australia we have a government actively undoing what little progress had been made on climate change and stripping money from all the important institutions such as the ABC, CSIRO and SBS.

Blogging, I love you no matter how out of fashion you are.

Life is hard, Should you be too?

I feel a recipe is only a theme which an intelligent cook can play each time with a variation.

One bright and thankful look at the cross is worth a thousand morbid, self-condemning reflections.

I want a book to contain a world - indeed the world. Writing is my main means of engagement with the world and I want the scars of that engagement to be left in the language.

What is it with you and the Wizard of Oz references? Zombies and werewolves and vamps, oh my. Zombies and werewolves and...

I didn't really know what I wanted to do, but I knew the woman I wanted to become.

If you're not in the mood, you can't do that stuff right.

Freedom requires religion like a slug requires salt

Expediency often silences justice.

When you teach your son, you teach your son's son.