A brief trip to Sydney for the Writer’s Festival was inspiring! Lawrence Krauss, particle physicist, reminded us that we are utterly insignificant in the trajectory of our flat universe. Strangely empowering. And the remarkable Kate Atkinson reminded me that you don’t have to be versed in the entire history of literature, history, politics and philosophy to be a writer. Maybe it’s just about loving characters, dialogue, ideas and imagination. In short, I was reassured in much the same way as when this photograph arrived from a dear writer friend. Writing books is long and solitary, but if you stick with it, maybe everything is going to be all right.
