The Only Bad Days As A Writer

A Scar Does Not Form On The Dying. A Scar Means, I Survived.

I'm Not Happy With Just Repeating Myself.

I Am A Woman Built Upon The Wreckage Of Myself.

[my Maternal Grandmother ] Was A Teacher In London And Elsewhere During The War, Although The Children She Taught Were Not The "lost Children" Who Feature In The Novel - Those Come From My Research.

They Say That In The Hour Before An Earthquake The Clouds Hang Leaden In The Sky, The Winds Slows To A Hot Breath, And The Birds Fall Quiet In The Trees Of The Town Square. Yes But These Are The Same Portents That Precede Lunchtime, Frankly.