What sort of software and hardware do you use to get your work done?
Just Microsoft Word. It’s unwieldy and a nightmare to try and patch things together—you start with one document that branches into three documents that need a folder and then a subfolder or five that you end up wasting time trawling through, trying to find that one paragraph you set aside weeks ago and have finally found a home for. I’ve tried Scrivener, I know there are more intuitive programs out there, but my brain is rusted in its ways. I wrote The Lotus Eaters on a pirated version of Word that, when I tried to change a tab setting, adjusted only every other paragraph—some indented at 1.3, some at 1.5, some with double tabs that started at random. Terrified the whole sloppy mess would send my publisher running for the hills, I went through 300 pages and manually pulled the little tab arrow across for each and every wayward paragraph to make sure all the indents were lined up. It took hours. I cried. And yet, I will never use anything else.
Describe your writing practice?
I can go months without writing, feel myself getting wavy round the edges, and then without warning find myself neck-deep in creative juices, writing six hours a day, feverishly, to the detriment of all other aspects of my life. Editing is a bit steadier. Even then, it’s all too easy to go back and tinker with what you’ve already got on the page, telling yourself that moving things around and admiring them is also writing. I try not to edit as I go because if I give myself an ‘editing day’, it’s usually to put off writing something that I know is going to be hard to write, that I know will at first come out stodgy and long-winded, that I won’t be proud of until I work it and rework it. The difficulty of the process fills me with dread—dread that this is proof I’m not a writer, I’m an intruder on the art. Predictably, these passages are always the most memorable.


