We Are Creatures Of Story.

I Concentrate On The Lives Of Individuals Whom The Reader Comes To Know And Feel With Intimately.

I Would Like People To Come Into My Dreamworld And Then Choose To Stay.

The Poets Whom I Knew Then Were All Men And All Seemed Dauntingly Sure Of Themselves - Although I Am Sure That Really They Were As Uncertain As I Was.

I Wish I Was Away In Ingo Far Across The Briny Sea Sailing Over Deepest Waters Where Neither Care Nore Worry Trouble Me

A Problem With A Piece Of Writing Often Clarifies Itself If You Go For A Long Walk.