“In his pocket, the mobile phone beeped and wriggled. They'd said on the radio that the entirety of human knowledge was available on these handsets, that smartphones had outsmarted their owners. But, for now, he was in control, and the… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
At the outset, my notion of being a writer was that you would have moments of inspiration and moments of frustration, when you'd crumple… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“He cannot deny a certain relief in being able to sift through academic tomes, fulfilling his journalistic duty without having to barge past security… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
My intent was to gain experience for fiction I eventually hoped to write. But there's no question I was drawn in by the hope… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“I built and I built— heaven knows I have done that well. Those skyscrapers, full of tenants, floor after floor, and not a single… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“What is wrong with guys? Half are molting; half are nothing but undergrowth.” — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“What I really fear is time. That's the devil: whipping us on when we'd rather loll, so the present sprints by, impossible to grasp,… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
My parents used to rent old movies - my whole childhood is in black and white - and it was my dream to make… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
I went to the University of Toronto to study the history and theory of film, in the back of my mind thinking I'd go… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
The training of a journalist, of working with words for thousands of hours, is extraordinarily useful for a fiction writer. — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
During my past career as a journalist, I relished writing obits and equally dreaded phoning relatives for the necessary facts. But to my surprise… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“Don't people drown their sorrows in things like scotch? Not strawberry whatever-it's-called.” — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
