I'm Not A Natural Joiner.

Even If I Could, I Wouldn't. Scars Can Come In Handy. I Have One Myself Above My Left Knee That Is A Perfect Map Of The London Underground.

The Thing About The 600 Words, I Mean Some Day, You Can Do A Very, Very, Very Hard Day's Work And Not Write A Word, Just Revising, Or You Would Scribble A Few Words.

This Is Not About Money Or Anything Other Than The Pleasure Of Reading For People Who Want To Read It.

The First Story I Finished Was When I Was Six Years Old.

Hermione Drew Herself To Her Full Height; Her Eyes Were Narrowed And Her Hair Seemed To Crackle With Electricity. "no," She Said, Her Voice Quivering With Anger, "but I Will Write To Your Mother.