The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses. A seed grows in writing as in nature. The seed of the idea is developed by both labor and the unconscious and the struggle that goes on between them. . . . After months of confusion and labor, when the idea has flowered, the collusion is Divine. It always comes from the subconscious and cannot be controlled.
The Chinese Girl
The first novel of the Stone Lewis series.
I thought The Chinese Girl was a smashing read. Funny, gripping and profound. Jean Hartley, author of The Marvel press, Philip Larkin, and me.