Epigraph, by Wye Oak:
if children were wishes
my mother spent hers on impossible things
my brother was money
my sister was love and I was world peace
my brother, he spent it
my sister got pregnant and all that I'm worth
will only come true
when there are no more of us left on this earth
if children were wishes
my mother spent hers on impossible things
my brother was money
my sister was love and I was world peace
my brother, he spent it
my sister got pregnant and all that I'm worth
will only come true
when there are no more of us left on this earth
It is a pleasure to have the opportunity to thank and acknowledge the following for their help with the 'Piano...' manuscript:
Esteemed Agent, Laura Longrigg, who is such a brilliant editor and who has worked so tirelessly for our novel. Britt Pflüger, literary consulting genius and great support above and beyond. Bitterchen for ‘Nür meine Zähne…’ at the office in Cologne - do you remember? Cheri Florance for ‘14 showers’.
About 20 years ago, a friend of mine, Louise, told me about this guy in the pub who said to her, 'What's the difference between a Lada and a Jehovah's Witness?' The answer is that you can close the door on a Jehovah's Witness but of course Louise had heard this before and was able to truthfully say to this bloke, 'I own a Lada and I am a Jehovah's Witness.' It is fair to say that this memory, this image, has stayed with me. I thank all the Jehovah’s Witnesses who have visited, over my life; especially Kieran, and I hope you can understand.
A huge thank you to my son, Flint, for his immense kindness and patience during this fevered time. And to my partner, McPhee, for reading all of my writings always and for unfeasible, ridiculous, quantities of belief, encouragement and love. (And for catching seagulls.)
Masses of gratitude to friends who helped with this launch and more: dear Annie – I never have to wonder if it’s really alright to ask. Nicola Vincent-Abnett. Colpic for thinking life is as hilarious and awful as I do. Neil, musically. Mistress Cocock, who is nearly as funny as Miss Swann.
I'm indebted to Diana Athill, whose memoirs I have so enjoyed and of course, to Jean Rhys.
Ok, where's my Oscar?
Britt Pflüger, Literary Consultant, Hardy & Knox
Esteemed Agent, Laura Longrigg, who is such a brilliant editor and who has worked so tirelessly for our novel. Britt Pflüger, literary consulting genius and great support above and beyond. Bitterchen for ‘Nür meine Zähne…’ at the office in Cologne - do you remember? Cheri Florance for ‘14 showers’.
About 20 years ago, a friend of mine, Louise, told me about this guy in the pub who said to her, 'What's the difference between a Lada and a Jehovah's Witness?' The answer is that you can close the door on a Jehovah's Witness but of course Louise had heard this before and was able to truthfully say to this bloke, 'I own a Lada and I am a Jehovah's Witness.' It is fair to say that this memory, this image, has stayed with me. I thank all the Jehovah’s Witnesses who have visited, over my life; especially Kieran, and I hope you can understand.
A huge thank you to my son, Flint, for his immense kindness and patience during this fevered time. And to my partner, McPhee, for reading all of my writings always and for unfeasible, ridiculous, quantities of belief, encouragement and love. (And for catching seagulls.)
Masses of gratitude to friends who helped with this launch and more: dear Annie – I never have to wonder if it’s really alright to ask. Nicola Vincent-Abnett. Colpic for thinking life is as hilarious and awful as I do. Neil, musically. Mistress Cocock, who is nearly as funny as Miss Swann.
I'm indebted to Diana Athill, whose memoirs I have so enjoyed and of course, to Jean Rhys.
Ok, where's my Oscar?
Britt Pflüger, Literary Consultant, Hardy & Knox
