Hope springs forever.
I love inventing names, but I also collect unusual names, so that I can look through my notebook and choose one that suits a new character.
You'd think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls.
Was it love when somebody filled a space in your life that yawned inside you, once they had gone?
Secretly we're all a little more absurd than we make ourselves out to be.
It has certainly never been news to me that a brave and brilliant man could love other men.