(Sunday April 30th 1978 4pm) I took to Francis Hare from the first time I met him. He had a dignity and inner strength about him, and despite the circumstances of our first meeting, there was a warmth that showed through at unexpected moments, when you got to know him. We met in Partick police […]
If I want to write, I write. So just do it. If you think that making time for writing is a problem, just wait until you finish a book, and find a great aching desert of emptiness stretching before you.