‘Thinking, telling, writing began with the ocean of story; growing up in India, between the dusty Northern plains of Delhi and the southern, sultry port of Madras – now Chennai – was a sound sensation.’
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Shelley Harris speaks with Bethan Roberts about prose perfectionism and embracing the ‘dirty first draft’, the fear of ‘using up’ all your talent, other disabling myths about writerhood and the writer’s ideal superpower.