How has your summer been? Mine’s been ace. I’ve spent it binge-reading the works of Georges Simenon and Christopher Isherwood, dreaming up thrilling ideas for my next book – and making a racket with this:


It’s a theremin. I hope one day to play it with even a quarter of the delicacy, style and haunting beauty of virtuosos like Lydia Kavina and Thomas Grillo. For now, however, I’m more than happy to sound like flying saucers, the scream of rifts in time and space and the fatal frequencies conjured by the hapless Crawford Tillinghast in H. P. Lovecraft’s From Beyond.