When You're In A Place, The Details

When I Hit A Block, Regardless Of What I Am Writing, What The Subject Matter Is, Or What's Going On In The Plot, I Go Back And I Read Pablo Neruda's Poetry. I Don't Actually Speak Spanish, So I Read It Translation. But I Always Go Back To Neruda. I Don't Know Why, But It Calms Me, Calms My Brain.

When Men Die, They Die In Fear", He Said. "they Take Everything They Need From You, And As A Doctor It Is Your Job To Give It, To Comfort Them, To Hold Their Hand. But Children Die How They Have Been Living - In Hope. They Don't Know What's Happening, So They Expect Nothing, They Don't Ask You To Hold Their Hand - But You End Up Needing Them To Hold Yours. With Children, You're On Your Own. Do You Understand?

The Dead Are Celebrated. The Dead Are Loved. They Give Something To The Living. Once You Put Something Into The Ground, Doctor, You Always Know Where To Find It.

My Family Lived In Egypt From 1993 To 1996.

In Terms Of People That I Know, My Grandmother And My Mother Are Huge Influences On My Writing Life Because They Are Both Massively Supportive And Always Have Been Of My Career.