I Rather Like Getting Away From Fiction.

I Have Had To Empty Two Family Homes During The Last Few Years - First, The House That Had Been My Grandmothers Since 1923, And Then My Own Country Home, Which We Had Lived In For Over Twenty Years.

We All Need A Past - That's Where Our Sense Of Identity Comes From.

Getting To Know Someone Else Involves Curiosity About Where They Have Come From, Who They Are.

Language Tethers Us To The World; Without It We Spin Like Atoms.

I'm Writing Another Novel And I Know What I'm Going To Do After, Which May Be Something More Like This Again, Maybe Some Strange Mixture Of Fiction And Non-fiction.