Envy Was Just The Tax You Paid

Alice Doesn't Seem To Mind Because She's Laughing Too, And Biting Her Lip, All Doe-eyed, And Tossing Her Freshly Washed Hair, And Norton Tosses His Lovely, Glossy Hair Back, And She Tosses Her Hair In Return, And He Tosses His, And She Tosses Hers, And It;s Like Some Mating Ritual On A Wildlife Program.

Mortified At The Speed With Which Intimacy Evaporates.

I Usually Write On A Computer - Unless I Get Stuck, At Which Point I Switch To Write By Hand. I Think That's Common Among Writers If They Get Cornered On Something.

She Drinks Pints Of Coffee And Writes Little Observations And Ideas For Stories With Her Best Fountain Pen On The Linen-white Pages Of Expensive Notebooks. Sometimes, When It's Going Badly, She Wonders If What She Believes To Be A Love Of The Written Word Is Really Just A Fetish For Stationery.

Most Of The Books And Films I Love Walk A Knife Edge Between Romance And Cynicism, And I Wanted 'one Day' To Stay On That Line. I Wanted It To Be Moving, But Without Being Manipulative.