‘I’m old enough to be your father but in fact I’m your son; the child is father to the man. All I can tell you is what lies in the years between us.’
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Anna Wilson reflects on her writerly beginnings, how she found the confidence to call herself a writer, and the circularity of her career.
‘I managed the page proofs of my latest novel, Her Husband’s Lover, as I sat at my father’s deathbed, but after that I was out of contract.’
‘If I’m not able to write; if I’m too busy, or too sick, or on holiday being obliged not to write, I’m even more miserable.’