A misspelled word is probably an alias for some desperate call for aid, which is bound to fail.

My parents showed me by example that they could balance their work and family lives.

Fiction becomes a place where I face certain fears such as losing language or losing my children.

To refrain from storytelling is perhaps one of the highest forms of respect we can pay. Those people, with no stories to circle them, can die without being misunderstood.

Being with him was like being alone underwater - everything was slow; nothing counted; I could not be harmed; I would feel dry and cold when I resurfaced.

Without sound, celebration and grief look nearly the same.

I'm an enormous fan of Thomas Bernhard's books, and I like the relentless feeling in his work - the pursuit of darkness, the negative - and I think in some sense I've internalised that as what one is supposed to do.