When I started writing full time I had not long stopped being a teacher and when at last I had a full day to write I would put music on and wonder to myself - am I allowed to do this? Then I thought: 'I am control of this and no one is telling me what I can do.'
I awake with a not entirely sickened knowledge that I am merely young again and in a funny way at peace an observer who is aware of time's chariot aware that some metamorphosis has occurred.
