Reflections of a working writer and reader
There are two reasons why people don't make good writers: (a) they have nothing to write about, (b) they are not at home with the written word (however fluent they may be in the spoken word). The latter is by far the most potent reason. If you can write, you'll find something to write about; having something to write about doesn't make you a writer. DJ Enright
We were at the Young Vic yesterday to see Juliet Stevenson as Winnie in Samuel Beckett’s Happy Days. Buried up to her middle in act one, and up to her neck in act two, Winnie is involved in a relentless battle against solitude and silence.
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