I Am Interested In Silences

I Work At The Sentences. Many Of The Things People Find Distinctive About My Writing, I Think Of As Natural.

When I'm Working, I'm Not So Much Disciplined As Obsessive. I Have This Feeling That I Need To Clear Everything Away And Get This Down.

I Was Raised In A Very Old Fashioned Ireland Where Women Were Reared To Be Lovely.

The Way To Write A Book Is To Actually Write A Book. A Pen Is Useful, Typing Is Also Good. Keep Putting Words On The Page.

And What Amazes Me As I Hit The Motorway Is Not The Fact That Everyone Loses Someone, But That Everyone Loves Someone. It Seems Like Such A Massive Waste Of Energy -- And We All Do It, All The People Beetling Along Between The White Lines, Merging, Converging, Overtaking. We Each Love Someone, Even Though They Will Die. And We Keep Loving Them, Even When They Are Not There To Love Any More. And There Is No Logic Or Use To Any Of This, That I Can See.