‘Writers, especially women, manage to write in all sorts of places. At the corner of the kitchen table while they knead the bread, in damp dugouts with shells raining down on their heads, in grim bedsits at the end of a long working day…’
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Alicia Foster speaks with Catherine O’Flynn about her unusual childhood in an isolated former nursing home, growing up goth, her twin passions of visual art and literature, and accidentally becoming a novelist after being an academic.
‘Wasn’t every writer, like every Jew, an eternal alien? Didn’t it constitute their very state of being? ‘
In fictionalising my own past it was as if I wiped out my real memories and replaced them with those I had shaped, altered and curated. I can no longer be certain what actually happened.