In The End There Is Nothing More

It Seems Wrong And Unfair That Christmas, With Its Stressful And Unmanageable Financial And Emotional Challenges, Should First Be Forced Upon One Wholly Against One's Will, Then Rudely Snatched Away Just When One Is Starting To Get Into It. Was Really Beginning To Enjoy The Feeling That Normal Service Was Suspended And It Was Ok To Lie In Bed As Long As You Want, Put Anything You Fancy Into Your Mouth, And Drink Alcohol Whenever It Should Chance To Pass Your Way, Even In The Mornings. Now Suddenly We Are All Supposed To Snap Into Self-discipline Like Lean Teenage Greyhounds.

I Come From Yorkshire In England Where We Like To Eat Chip Sandwiches - White Bread, Butter, Tomato Ketchup And Big Fat French Fries Cooked In Beef Dripping.

That's When The Idea For Mad About The Boy Arrived. It Wasn't Even A Bridget [jones] Story Initially - Then I Realized I Was Writing In Bridget's Voice And It Grew From There Into A Bridget Novel.

I Think That When You're Writing Fiction What You're Doing Is Reflecting Life As You See It, And Putting Down How You Think And How Other People Think, And The Sort Of Confusions That You Don't Normally Like To Admit To.

It Is Proved By Surveys That Happiness Does Not Come From Love, Wealth, Or Power But The Pursuit Of Attainable Goals.