I Read Three Books A Week.

In The World I Notice Persons Are Nearly Always Stressed And Have No Time...i Don't Know How Persons With Jobs Do The Jobs And All The Living As Well...i Guess The Time Gets Spread Very Thin Like Butter All Over The World, The Roads And Houses And Playgrounds And Stores, So There's Only A Little Smear Of Time On Each Place, Then Everyone Has To Hurry On To The Next Bit.

I Really Like To Keep My Palette Small But To Be Very Intense, Very Myopic.

There May Be Certain Genres That Men Dominate, But Fiction Not So Much. The Question Of Prizes Is Tricky Because There Are So Many Prizes.

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.

...sentences Swallowed And Sung Back And Swallowed All Over Again. She Was Made Entirely Out Of Words.