I Was Always Influenced By Language.

A Novel, In The End, Is A Container, A Shape Which You Are Trying To Pour Your Story Into.

In A World Without Air All You Breathe Is Adventure!

I Can Remember Being In My Pram: Children Stayed In Their Prams Much Longer Then Than They Do Now. A Big Bouncy Pram With Black Covers And A Hood With Metal Clips That Could Trap Your Fingers. I Was Looking Up At My Sister Who Was Sitting On The Pram Seat, With Her Back To Me.

However, The Difficulties And Pleasures Of The Writing Itself Are Similar For A Novel With A Historical Setting And A Novel With A Contemporary Setting, As Far As I'm Concerned.

Finish The Day's Writing When You Still Want To Continue.