Writers are always anxious, always on the run--from the telephone, from responsibilities, from the distractions of the world.
Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.
I am obsessive, also I am industrious. Besides, the time when you are most alive and most aware is in childhood and one is trying to recapture that heightened awareness.
I'm an Irish Catholic and I have a long iceberg of guilt.
Writing is like carrying a fetus.
My hand does the work and I don't have to think; in fact, were I to think, it would stop the flow. It's like a dam in the brain that bursts.