I Have Absolutely No Concept Of Work,

An Eating Disorder Epidemic Suggests That Love And Disgust Are Being Jointly Marketed, As It Were; That Wherever The Proposition Might First Have Come From, The Unacceptability Of The Female Body Has Been Disseminated Culturally.

Society In The English Countryside Is Still Strangely, Quaintly Divided. If Black Comedy And A Certain Type Of Social Commentary Are What You Want, I Think English Rural Communities Offer Quite A Lot Of Material.

I Suppose, I Said, It Is One Definition Of Love, The Belief In Something That Only The Two Of You Can See.

There Are Certain Types Of Slightly Hysterical Human Characters Who, Rather Than Creating, Walk Around With A Sense Of Their Own Potential - It's As If They Themselves Were Art Objects. They Feel As If Their Lives Are Written Narratives, Or Pieces Of Music.

I Was Aware, In Those Early Days Of Motherhood, That My Behaviour Was Strange To The People Who Knew Me Well. It Was As Though I Had Been Brainwashed, Taken Over By A Cult Religion. And Yet This Cult, Motherhood, Was Not A Place Where I Could Actually Live. Like Any Cult, It Demanded A Complete Surrender Of Identity To Belong To It.