I Didn't Write Anything Until I Was

I Didn't Think I Had Anything Particular To Say, But I Thought I Might Have Something To Say To Children.

I'm Writing Another Novel And I Know What I'm Going To Do After, Which May Be Something More Like This Again, Maybe Some Strange Mixture Of Fiction And Non-fiction.

Getting To Know Someone Else Involves Curiosity About Where They Have Come From, Who They Are.

Grief-stricken. Stricken Is Right; It Is As Though You Had Been Felled. Knocked To The Ground; Pitched Out Of Life And Into Something Else.

It Seems To Me That Everything That Happens To Us Is A Disconcerting Mix Of Choice And Contingency.