I get very tired of violence in crime fiction. Maybe it is what life is like, but I don't want to do it in my books.
I never make notes; just a few small details when I'm writing, but nothing much. The plot is never written down. I will tell the story to myself, but I won't plan it. I'll speak the narrative in my head for a while.
I went into a church and simply said, 'Goodbye.' It is the terrible unfairness of life. How could God allow cancer, poverty, the sheer unfairness of so many lives? That is the question which finishes it for me.
How could God allow cancer, poverty, the sheer unfairness of so many lives?
I'm very fond of Tennessee Williams' plays, and when my husband and I went to New Orleans in the late 1970s, we saw 'A Street Car Named Desire.'
There are some novelists who can get away with writing about sex - Philip Roth, Ian McEwan - but they are rare.