If the garden of Eden really exists it does so moment by moment, fragmented and tough, cropping up like a fan of buddleia high up in the gutter of a deserted warehouse, or in a heap of frozen cabbages becoming luminous in the reflected light of roadside snow.
Helen DunmoreA novel, in the end, is a container, a shape which you are trying to pour your story into.
Helen DunmoreI hope that readers will tear through my books because they can't stop themselves - and then, maybe, read them again and find new things there.
Helen Dunmore