It occurs to me, since I am about to publish one, that there is no need for another memoir, or another book of personal essays or a historical novel; so I’ve tried to do all three. It is a failure. It is soggy in the middle, it is a soufflé that didn’t take Maya Angelou’s advice. Hopefully my editor can fix it, I need a lie down.
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