The Laureateship is a new post, but it builds on a role that writers already enjoy, representing Ireland to itself and also abroad. So it makes sense. I felt ready for the job at this point in my writing life. I am not a typical Irish writer – if there is such a thing – so I also felt like I was coming home, somehow, and that is a wonderful feeling to have.
It comes as a surprise to many people abroad how male Irish intellectual life is, and how old fashioned. A lot of certainties collapsed in 2008, along with the Irish economy, however and the terms of cultural engagement shifted a little. There is a new confidence, or a new sense of urgency, in a new generation of writers, many of them women. We have had a lot of ground to catch up.
I stalked her, through the eyes of her children, for half the book. Eighteen months, it took me – maybe two years. Then, you know, I just wrote her.
Well of course. But, you know, it was equally important to remove my thinking from pornographic discourse. Not that either was a wrench, for me. My characters are subjects, not objects, and their experience of sex is particular to each of them. It is just part of the way they are.
On my computer. I sometimes like to write in my head, but it really works better if you type. The surroundings aren’t really important. Though I do hate pneumatic drills. I have travelled the world over and discovered this one fact, you are never more than five hundred metres away from a man with a power tool.
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