I Was Brought Up To Be Sympathetic

Critics Sometimes Appear To Be Addressing Themselves To Works Other Than Those I Remember Writing.

Most People Who Are Writers Go Through Periods When They Can't Write.

My Role Models Were Childless: Virginia Woolf, Jane Austen, George Eliot, The Brontes.

Writing Is The Most Solitary Of Arts.

But He Doesn't Love Her. I Invented That. It Is A Plot If You Imagine People In Love--the Lazy Looping Criss Crosses Of Love, Blows, Stares, Tears. No. It Doesn't Happen. No Love. People Meet, Touch, Stare Into One Another's Faces, Shake Their Heads Clear, Move On, Forget. It Doesn't Happen.