“He realised at once that a mistake had been made: he had been sent the wrong hangover. Somewhere in northern Rhodesia there was a bull elephant who had got drunk on fermented marula fruit, rampaged through a nearby village, and… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
There are probably a couple of things I'd never write about until everyone I know is dead. And then there's other stuff which nobody… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
Naming one thing after another cannot, logically, increase the chances of the new thing turning out like the old thing. — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
“That was how Sinner got his first taste of anything other than the froth on his father's ale. It made you grimace, but if… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
Politicians often like to suggest that their policies come about through objective thinking, but if you look at British fascists, for example, what you… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
Plot is tremendously important to me: I can't stand books where nothing happens, and I can't imagine ever writing a novel without at least… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
Until I was 16, I read nothing but science fiction. I loved William Gibson and I still do. But my favourite book when I… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
“What does it do?" said Loeser. "You feel as if you're being sucked down this fathomless, gloomy tunnel. Or to put it another way,… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
Most romances aren't swept aside by big historical events. Most romances in the history of the world fall apart because of other, smaller happenings.… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
The simile has to match the tone of its surroundings and has to be like a little joke. Writing a simile that isn't funny… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
I'm very finicky about when I'm in the right mood to write. So most days, I find some excuse not to do anything. — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
I love sentences. I love characters. But most of all, perhaps, I love to work on plot, and that may be where my natural… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
You couldn’t truly love anything if you didn’t hate at least something. Indeed, perhaps you couldn’t truly love anything if you didn’t hate almost… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
“The Nazis, he had written in his latest, "are wedded to a sort of aesthetico-moral fallacy, which is that if a man has blond… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
