Clive Barker

When I Hated Being A Writer

  You might fill a church hall but you’re not Beyoncé I was once in a European bookshop when the bookseller asked; ‘Are you famous?’ I turned to my friend. ‘Am I famous?’ She considered the question for a moment. ‘Well,’ she told the bookseller, ‘he’s known.’ There was a time when I became known […]

When We Were Very Young

The lovely Barry Forshaw, editor of the Encyclopedia of British Crime Writing, sends me this blast from the past. I don’t remember being there, but apparently it was Clive Barker’s 40th birthday. I’m rubbish at names but recognise Clive, Kim Newman, Steve Jones and Peter James. Authors end up with hundreds of similarly awkward-looking shots […]