I Make No Apology For Preoccupying Myself

To Attempt To Write Seriously Is Always, I Feel, To Fail - The Disjunction Between My Beautifully Sonorous, Accurate And Painfully Affecting Mental Content, And The Leaden, Halting Sentences On The Page Always Seems A Dreadful Falling Short.

Always Carry A Notebook. And I Mean Always. The Short-term Memory Only Retains Information For Three Minutes; Unless It Is Committed To Paper You Can Lose An Idea For Ever.

What Fiction Offers Us Is An Intimacy Shorn Of The Messy Contingencies Of Human Existence - Gender, Race, Class Or Age. Those Moments Of Transcendence When We Exclaim "you Know Exactly What I Mean!" Depend For Much Of Their Force On The Anonymous Character Of The Intimacy Between Writer And Reader.

Political Activists Of All Stripes Are Usually A Wacky Bunch, And Never More So Than In A System Like Britain's, Where Power Is Effected Via The Quiescence Of The Electorate As Much As Its Convictions.

I Write Because I Feel Driven To Write. I Write From A Sense Of Inner Necessity. I Don't Write For Anything Other Than That.