inside us, a flower taken whole, a field built inside.
Everything we do, I'd imagine, influences everything we will do.
When I was a child, writing was the worst possible choice of a career in my family.
The first book I could call mine, my first book, was a picture book, The Magic Monkey - it was adapted from an old Chinese legend by a thirteen-year-old prodigy named Plato Chan with the help of his sister.
I get inspired by my friends, and if a friend is a writer, that is even deeper.
Perhaps it is our fear, that in the silence between stories, in the moment of falling, the fear that we will never find the one story which will save us, and so we lunge for another, and we feel safe again, if only for as long as we are telling it.