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“The extraordinary thing is this: that the moment you make a story or create an image that finds favour with an audience, you’ve effectively lost it. It toddles off, the little bastard; it becomes the property of the fans. It’s they who create around it their own mythologies; who make sequels and prequels in their imagination; who point out the inconsistencies in your plotting. I can envisage no greater compliment. What more could a writer or a film maker ever ask, than that their fiction be embraced and become part of the dream-lives of people who it’s likely he’ll never meet?”

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Clive Barker's Hellraiser Vol. 1

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Clive Barker
Clive Barker

Clive Barker, born on October 5, 1952, is a renowned fantasy novelist from London, England. His works are known for their unique imagination and profound thematic exploration, with notable titles including 'Cabal' and 'Hellraiser'. Barker's writing style blends elements of horror, fantasy, and literature, making a significant impact on the literary world. more

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