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Writing Stories Is My Way Of Scratching That Itch: My Escape From The Claustrophobia Of Individuality. It Lets Me, At Least For A While, Live More Than One Life, Walk More Than One Path. Reading, Of Course, Can Do The Same.

My Mother Was Wonderfully Out About Her Dementia. She Would Sort Of - She Would Say To Me, I Came Out To The Window Cleaner About Having Dementia. You Know, I Love The Way That Verb For Coming Out Of The Closet Has Now Become So Socially Useful For All Sorts Of Situations, Like When You Need To Explain To The Window Cleaner That You Don't Know If You Paid Him Or Not.

Seriously, I Think What All The Puzzling Over Parenthood I Had To Do To Write [a Novel] Room Taught Me Is That Children Can Thrive In A Remarkable Range Of Situations.

When I Was Four I Thought Everything In Tv Was Just Tv, Then I Was Five And Ma Unlied About Lots Of It Being Pictures Of Real And Outside Being Totally Real. Now I’m In Outside But It Turns Out Lots Of It Isn’t Real At All.

I'm Really Aware That In Fiction, Women Are Pretty Much Equal. There's A Lot Of Very Successful Women Novelists. Not So Much [for Women Writers Working] In Film.