I Hate Desks; They Make Me Feel

I Tend To Be So Lost In The Work That I Don't Notice The Weather. My Partner Will Come Home And Say, 'beautiful Day, Wasn't It?' And I'll Say, 'was It?' As I Won't Have Noticed The Real World At All.

The World Is Always Changing Brightness And Hotness And Soundness, I Never Know How It's Going To Be The Next Minute.

I'm Really Aware That In Fiction, Women Are Pretty Much Equal. There's A Lot Of Very Successful Women Novelists. Not So Much [for Women Writers Working] In Film.

The Film World Is Far More Male-dominated. I Mean, The Numbers Are Staggering At The Level Of How Many People On Set There Are, And Almost All The Trades In Film, There's A Lot More Men. So I Can See Without Anyone Intending To Be Biased [that] We Have Kind Of A Collective Choosing Of Men's Stories And A Collective Of Taking Men's Stories Seriously.

Once I Spent A Whole Day There, A Blade Of Grass In Each Hand To Anchor Me To The Warm Earth. I Watched The Sun Rise, Pass Over My Head And Set. Ladybirds Mated On My Knuckle; A Shrew Nibbled A Hole In My Stocking While I Tried Not To Laugh. Such A Day Was Worth Any Punishment.