Carla H. Krueger

«I’m endlessly fascinated by the way people interact, what they say to each other and how they respond to different situations.»

Carla H. Krueger


«A black-haired bitch with man’s hands, widow Liza Van der Bruggenziltch-Finch makes all the important decisions. She is a power-hungry dominatrix. Orwell is her slave. (No one ever sees him.)»

Carla H. Krueger


«All the best writers take risks, offend people often and say fuck you to the critics.»

Carla H. Krueger


«A silence absorbed them both – a lack of sound so potent it blackened the place with something richer than hate.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Writing is a solitary existence, especially if you forget to chat to your friends – sorry, I meant characters.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Prayer is better than pills.»

Carla H. Krueger


«I like to discover something new each day, to interpret the world in a way others might not, like a child might approach new experiences.»

Carla H. Krueger


«I’m proud to be a writer. I’m doing the job all my heroes did.»

Carla H. Krueger


«One day, I decided I was going to write books forever.»

Carla H. Krueger


«The beagles are partying under Geiger’s desk.»

Carla H. Krueger


«The best restaurants are always down the side streets.»

Carla H. Krueger


«I’m going to fight, in my own way, until there’s nothing left of me to stuff inside the barrel and ignite.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Trap yourself inside your own brain, switch off the light, block all the escape routes, then turn your back on everything you know to be reality and try and survive there. Try. Living. Nowhere.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Opposite Pissec sits ghoulish Gottfried Baumauer, a tall, skinny workaholic with dark-ringed eye sockets and long, yellowing smoker’s fingers. He’s thirty-eight. He doesn’t say much. He drinks a lot of tea – likes it strong as tar. He lines up the strained, dry bags on his desk like dead, tailless voles.»

Carla H. Krueger


«At first, I didn’t understand. Understanding came very slowly.»

Carla H. Krueger


«I used to love lulling, running water – a sound so infrequent in cityscapes. Its loss always made me feel lonely when I lived amongst concrete.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Motivation is my problem: I’m almost too motivated. I lie awake thinking how Kris would dress for the occasion or why Benjamin would be upset in the field or how the hell Brianna will manage to give birth to the baby under all that stress.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Only men with intelligence, confidence and absolutely no empathy at all can progress upstairs.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Books are readable drugs.»

Carla H. Krueger


«I am driven not for myself, but for others.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Some books are so vivid, I think the words fell off the page and worked their way inside my head.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Do I need to fire the little prat yet?” Liza Van der Bruggenziltch-Finch.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Katie quickly learned the best way is to see another world entirely.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Obelmäker is a deeply fearful person and terribly indecisive. Even when he makes a choice, it’s usually bad.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Pissec approaches Pamela Geiger’s cubicle, itching in rhythm with her. He wants to ask her a question while Kalist is out of earshot. She’s not a grass, he’s sure, but stupid people die first.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Writing is just building a new world – one character, one place, one maniac at a time.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Secrets are dangerous.” Gottfried Baumauer.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Creativity is as much about order against freedom; control versus rebellion; organisation against disorder as it is about straightforward imagination.»

Carla H. Krueger


«So much of what we read nowadays is there one moment and gone the next. When you read something good, cherish it.»

Carla H. Krueger


«Time is not an enemy as such, but a missing person, sending cryptic postcards from the past.»

Carla H. Krueger