For Years I Used To Bore My

Over The Years I Knew Her She Always Looked At Me Like That - As Though I Was A Quite Pleasant But Amusing Object - And It Always Did The Same Thing To Me. It's Difficult To Put Into Words But Perhaps I Can Best Describe It By Saying That If I Had Been A Little Dog I'd Have Gone Leaping And Gambolling Around The Room Wagging My Tail Furiously.

I Could Do Terrible Things To People Who Dump Unwanted Animals By The Roadside.

I Became A Connoisseur Of That Nasty Thud A Manuscript Makes When It Comes Through The Letter Box.

I Will Write Another Book If I Feel Like It.

I Think It Was The Fact That I Liked It So Much That Made The Writing Just Come Out Of Me Automatically.