I Didn't Write Anything Until

I Believe That The Experience Of Childhood Is Irretrievable. All That Remains, For Any Of Us, Is A Headful Of Brilliant Frozen Moments, Already Dangerously Distorted By The Wisdoms Of Maturity.

History Unravels; Circumstances, Following Their Natural Inclination, Prefer To Remain Ravelled.

I Didn't Write Anything Until I Was Well Over 30.

You Learn A Lot, Writing Fiction.

It Seems To Me That Everything That Happens To Us Is A Disconcerting Mix Of Choice And Contingency.