Reflections of a working writer and reader
Now when I hear of people taking a year off to write, I worry that a year might not be enough. You must fail as a writer for much longer than that, I think, before you know what failure is and what use you might make of it. I didn't realise, when that first book fell apart, that every book falls apart. That this is the gig. You sit there and watch your word-count drop, and you hold your nerve. Anne Enright
My fellow panellists at the recent Left Coast Crime event in Bristol, feeling that they couldn’t manage without me, built a likeness from paper and rag. Apparently it fooled the audience, though one or two people in the signing queue did a double-take.
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