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And So We Stood Together Like That, At The Top Of That Field For What Seemed Like Ages, Not Saying Anything, Just Holding Each Other, While The Wind Kept Blowing And Blowing At Us, Tugging Our Clothes, And For A Moment, It Seemed Like We Were Holding Onto Each Other Because That Was The Only Way To Stop Us From Being Swept Away Into The Night.

When I See Films Made From Books, I Make A Huge Effort Not To Remember The Book. It's Important To See The Film As A Film.

I Think Of My Pile Of Old Paperbacks, Their Pages Gone Wobbly, Like They'd Once Belonged To The Sea.

What Is Difficult Is The Promotion, Balancing The Public Side Of A Writer's Life With The Writing. I Think That's Something A Lot Of Writers Are Having To Face. Writers Have Become Much More Public Now.

Even The Solitude, I've Actually Grown To Quite Like... I Do Like The Feeling Of Getting Into My Little Car, Knowing For The Next Couple Of Hours I'll Have Only The Roads, The Big Gray Sky And My Daydreams For Company.