A lovely interview with Anne Tyler in today’s Observer. I liked this observation:
On the wall are printed a few lines from Richard Wilbur’s poem Walking to Sleep:
As a queen sits down, knowing that a chair will be there,
Or a general raises his hand and is given the field-glasses,
Step off assuredly into the blank of your mind.
Something will come to you.
“I see those words as about getting an idea and making a book,” says Tyler. “I don’t get anxious. It will come to you, let it come in.”