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That first phrase or line is like a magnet drawing other words to it and they begin to gather, sometimes quickly, sometimes over years, but again have to be scribbled down before I forget them.
‘Magpie-like I collect these tantalising fragments. They stay with me, glittering at the edges of consciousness until I pick one out intending to polish it until it gleams.’
‘Writing fiction belongs more to the sleeping, than the waking world, so I try not to surrender myself to the day until I am finished.’