My old Goose on a Moose print and various old photos of my mother and Finland. I'm not really a fan of Doris Lessing's fiction, but I love her as a writer. If she catches me not writing, she shakes her finger at me and tells me to get moving.…
There is no greater excitement than starting a story. Finishing a story is satisfying, but in a different way - it's a worn-out, bleary-eyed kind of happiness. You almost don't even care. You don't really remember the thrilling beginning, the new idea becoming a narrative with real, live characters. Today…
My husband J and I were sitting on our bed in the dark, our dog snoring on her own little bed a few feet away. I was sitting with my chin on my drawn-up knees and trying to put into words why I'd had such a frustrating day. It was…
