One of my favourite writers, Clive James, used to say that he was good at “turning a phrase until it catches the light”. I try to do that.
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It is character-driven humanity that McKenzie-Murray captures. The broken beauty of a falling feather or an unsent letter. The loneliness of a suburban laundromat.
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“Ay, don’t worry. You always work yourself up over nothing. Live loudly, who cares.”
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“But who owned the house before great-grandfather?” I asked Baba, half-expecting tales of noble warriors or secret zamindars. I could tell he was searching for an answer.
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I don’t think I’ve ever written a happy ending before. Not that I don’t believe in them. I just find writing tortured characters much easier.
