I Think In General, Novels By Men

Later On, When I Tried To Imagine How I Might Have Ruined Things, That Would Occur To Me - That I'd So Rarely Resisted, That I Hadn't Made It Hard Enough For Him. Maybe It Was Like Gathering Your Strength And Hurling Your Body Against A Door You Believe To Be Locked, And Then The Door Opens Easily - It Wasn't Locked At All - And You're Standing Looking Into The Room, Trying To Remember What It Was You Thought You Wanted.

I'm Not Afraid Of Writing About Sensitive Subjects, But I Want To Be Careful How I Do So And I Know Not All Readers Will Think I Have Been, Of Course.

I Was 16 Years Old, Attending Boarding School, And I Loved Pride And Prejudice. From The Opening Pages, I Loved It. And I Will Say In My Class, Not One But Two Boys Told Me That I Reminded Them Of Lizzy Bennet. I Didn't Realize It At The Time But This Was The Nicest Thing That Any Male Would Ever Say To Me. This Was As Good As It Got.

I Like It When Characters Are Some Combination Of Appealing And Maybe Flawed Or Self-interested. I Think In Terms Of Scenes, And What I Want A Scene To Achieve, And I Think That The Psychological Realism Arises From That.

I'm Able To Separate Fiction And Reality. I Guess It Remains To Be Seen If Other People Are.