I Am Not A Victim. I Am

I Grew Up On A Suburban Street With Lace Curtains And Dull Neighbours, So I Made Up Stories To Tell My Friend, In Which They Became Serial Killers And Burglars. She Told Her Mother, Who Then Told Mine.

There Are Many Times When I Think I Would Have Rather Died With My Husband. It Would Have Been Pleasanter, Simpler. But It Would Have Been Worse For The Children And The Family In General.

A Writer's Work May Be A Coded Autobiography, But Only A Very Close Friend Could Decipher It.

I Dislike The Word 'victim.' I Dislike Being Told That I 'lost' My Husband - As If I Had Idly Abandoned You By The Side Of The Railway Track Like An Unwanted Pair Of Old Shoes.

I Hope In My Books I Help Children To See Their Strengths, And Show Them I Have Some Idea Of What They May Occasionally Be Going Through. Especially At Tricky Moments When It Is Easier To Go Back And Evade Things Rather Than Go Forwards And Confront Them.