Photo: Foster&Asher / Riverviews Artspace

"Most of the time, for me, writing is about sitting down and tapping on a keyboard. It’s not fun, and I can tap for hours before a decent word, let alone a line, appears on the screen. But sometimes, something happens when I’m at the keyboard. I start to type and I think it’s going to be one of those tapping days, and suddenly, it starts."

It’s almost audible. Like something crawls up onto my shoulder and whispers, 'go go go go go go go go go' in my ear and then slides away."

"And I pause for a moment, then the words and images start piling up in that weird place between my ears and my eyes, and then they’re there, on the screen and I don’t really feel as if I'm the one typing them but I'm the only one in the room, the only one with my fingers on the keys and the words are about me and mine and people I've never ever met before."

. . . and then there’s the fabric . . . the starratives . . .