I Write Fiction. I Make Things Up,

We Have Bodies Coming Home And Coffins Covered In Flags, Not Just In The Uk But World-wide.

I Spend Months, Sometimes Years, Doing What I Call Dreamtime, Weaving It Together Inside My Head. But When I Actually Feel That The Egg Of My Story Is Ready To Hatch, Then I Can Write It In Three Months. Then I Know The Landscape And The People Well And From The Inside, But I Don't Necessarily Know Where The Story Is Going To Take Us.

I Don't Know, But I Do Think That Everyone Has A Story To Tell. The Question Is, Can They Find The Voice And The Confidence To Tell It? We Lack The Encouragement As Young People To Believe This; We Very Often Think That Writing Is For Clever People, Which It Isn't.

Admitting Failure Is Quite Cleansing, But Never - Pleasurable.

Any Problem Can Be Solved Between People If Only They Can Trust Each Other