"I never plan my novels because if I know what is going to happen, it bores me rigid. I let the story tell itself."
"Drip, drip, the rain comes falling, Rain in the woods, rain on the sea; Even the little waves, beaten, come crawling As if to find shelter here with me."
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Source: James Herbert (2011). “Haunted”, p.11, Pan Macmillan
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