Once upon a time, novelists of the 19th century, such as Charles Dickens, published in serial form.

Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?

Your hand is a warm stone I hold between two words.

Always good to take a look at the long list for the Mann Booker, for the Commonwealth. It gives you an overview.There is so much going on all over the world that it's impossible for one person to keep up. And I can't.

You need a certain amount of nerve to be a writer.

This has been her problem all her life: picturing other people's responses. She's too good at it. She can picture the response of anyone--other people's reactions, their emotions, their criticisms, their demands--but somehow they don't reciprocate. Maybe they can't. Maybe they lack the gift, if it is one.

As we know from the study of history, no new system can impose itself upon a previous one without incorporating many of the elements to be found in the latter.