February 16, 2015

  'Although I write about it, I can't prove that there's life after death,' I said to the man I was talking to.
  'What made you write about it then?' he asked.
  We were sitting on a train, on the way to London. We'd got chatting about books and he was asking me...

February 2, 2015

 

  'What's your Zodiac sign?' I asked, holding my pen poised above the page.

  'Scorpio,' he said, smiling when I wrote it down.

  I loved doing my research. It meant that I could do and ask whatever I wanted.
 
  'And how would you react if someone asked you to b...

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