"I realised that without the whole truth my life would have no power, no real meaning... The process of writing has been the processes of remembering, and of trying to make sense out of those memories. I understand that sometimes the only way we can survive our own memories is to shape them into a story that makes sense out of events that seem inexplicable."
Having last week finished 'The Nightingale', set in occupied France, it got me thinking about the masterpiece that is Anthony Doer's Pulitzer Prize winning 'All The Light We Cannot See', similarly set during the Second World War in Paris. There were so many exquisite passages from this book that it was hard to pick just … Continue reading Perfect Prose #2: All The Light We Cannot See
‘If I have learnt anything in this long life of mine, it is this: In love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are. Today’s young people want to know everything about everyone. They think talking about a problem will solve it. I come from a quieter generation. We understand the value of forgetting, the lure of reinvention.’