Is there a book that changed the way you think about the novel, a book that made you reassess what’s possible when it comes to writing fiction, or that broadened your own horizons as a writer?
Jeannette Winterson’s The Passion and Alan Hollinghurst’s The Swimming-Pool Library. I read them years before I thought of writing novels of my own, but the fact that they were both unashamedly queer and unapologetically literary – published by big-name publishers, rather than small, community ones – had a huge impact on me. They taught me that queer fiction could be clever and ambitious while still being sexy and romantic.
Which book are you currently reading, and what made you pick it up?
I’m reading Hanya Yanagihara’s latest novel, To Paradise. What really made me pick it up, to be honest, is its gorgeous paperback cover. But also, I’ve loved her previous books – and this one, like them, is brilliantly strange, engaging and provocative.
Is there a book that you return to time and time again – an older work or classic that you’ve read on multiple occasions? What makes you keep going back to it? Do you find different things in it each time?
The only books I repeatedly reread are Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca and Patricia Highsmith’s The Talented Mr Ripley. And yes, I always find something new in them. Rebecca is awfully purple at times and, narrative-wise, it’s a bit baggy, but it’s terrific at capturing female interiority. And The Talented Mr Ripley is such a masterpiece of storytelling, and always much more economical than I remember: I just pore over it, thinking, how does Highsmith do this?
Lastly, could you recommend some of your favourite ghost stories for readers to enjoy in the run-up to Halloween?
Oh, there are lots. Elizabeth Bowen’s short story ‘The Demon Lover’, Margaret Oliphant’s The Open Door, Oliver Onions’s The Beckoning Fair One… And for a fabulously uncomfortable read I recommend the short stories of Robert Aickman – for example, ‘Ringing the Changes’, in which a honeymooning couple get caught up in a dark East Anglian ritual that brings the dead back from their graves for a single night, while gleeful locals chant in the streets. ‘The living and the dead dance together. Now’s the time. Now’s the place. Now’s the weather…’