Quotes From My Non-Bryant & May Books No.3
‘Red Bride’ was a real oddity, a novel for which the publishers had high expectations, running a poster campaign and extensive advertising. It got good reviews but utterly bombed, virtually killing my career. All I can think is that it came at the very end of the fashion for supernatural books. It was about a man who loses everything for an impossible woman, even though he knows she has been sent to destroy him, and it had a strange dreamlike atmosphere. I wonder where my head was during that time…
‘I now pronounce you man and wife.’ The vicar was forced to shout above the wind. ‘You may kiss the bride!’ One of the maids threw confetti, but the wind whipped it away. Then the three of them were off, running across the ravaged gardens, propelled by the gale as thunder rent the air with an ear-splitting bang and the storm broke all around them.
The groom remained hanging onto the canopy railing, his face smeared with dirt, his shirt torn and flapping. Slowly he released his grip on his brand-new bride, who fell to her knees in her tattered crimson dress and began to sob with all her heart.