Well, We're Meant To Be Writing Stories

Most Of My Work Consisted Of Crossing Out. Crossing Out Was The Secret Of All Good Writing.

I Don't Remember Deciding To Become A Writer. You Decide To Become A Dentist Or A Postman. For Me, Writing Is Like Being Gay. You Finally Admit That This Is Who You Are, You Come Out And Hope That No One Runs Away.

Use Your Imagination And You'll See That Even The Most Narrow, Humdrum Lives Are Infinite In Scope If You Examine Them With Enough Care.

At 20, 25, 30, We Begin To Realise That The Possibilities Of Escape Are Getting Fewer. We Have Jobs, Children, Partners, Debts. This Is The Part Of Us To Which Literary Fiction Speaks.

All The Other Children At My School Are Stupid. Except I'm Not Meant To Call Them Stupid, Even Though This Is What They Are.