If I Was Made Of Cake I'd

I Hate Desks; They Make Me Feel Like A Child Doing Homework.

Seriously, I Think What All The Puzzling Over Parenthood I Had To Do To Write [a Novel] Room Taught Me Is That Children Can Thrive In A Remarkable Range Of Situations.

In The World I Notice Persons Are Nearly Always Stressed And Have No Time...i Don't Know How Persons With Jobs Do The Jobs And All The Living As Well...i Guess The Time Gets Spread Very Thin Like Butter All Over The World, The Roads And Houses And Playgrounds And Stores, So There's Only A Little Smear Of Time On Each Place, Then Everyone Has To Hurry On To The Next Bit.

So Much As I Enjoy Big Novels Of Epic Sweep, I Often Find, Say, If They Follow Several Generations, By The Third Generation, I'm Not Caring About The People Anymore.

I Needed To Do A Lot Of Saying No. I Had A Lot Of [interest] From People Who I Just Didn't Think Were Quite Right For It. And I Didn't Want A Bad Film To Be Made Of The Book, Either A Sentimental One Or A Creepy One, So I Did A Lot Of, "no Thank You." Then When The Right Filmmaker Came Along, Yes, I Suppose I Presented Myself Very Much As Wanting To Be The Writer.