Why Is It A Surprise To Find

Memory Is The Way We Keep Telling Ourselves Our Stories - And Telling Other People A Somewhat Different Version Of Our Stories.

Every Year, When You're A Child, You Become A Different Person.

My Head Was A Magpie's Nest Lined With Such Bright Scraps Of Information.

In Twenty Years I've Never Had A Day When I Didn't Have To Think About Someone Else's Needs. And This Means The Writing Has To Be Fitted Around It.

Speculation Can Be More Gentle, Can Take Its Time, When It Is Not Driven By Desire.