You stand beneath the arthritic boughs of any English oak, and you survey a thousand tales. Jim Crace arthriticbeneathbough Change image and share on social
I'm not that well-versed in literary theory - I don't know what it is. Jim Crace literarytheoryverse Change image and share on social
I offer detailed but mostly invented narratives about the provenance of my books. Jim Crace bookdetailinvent Change image and share on social
I was brought up in a flat in North London - virtually the last building in London, because north of us was countryside all the way to the coast, and south of us was non-stop London for 20 miles. Jim Crace bringbuildcoast Change image and share on social
I'm interested in taking hold of the dull truth narrative and finding inside it the transcendence and spirituality and hysteria normally associated with religion. Jim Crace dullfindhold Change image and share on social
Sixteen years as a freelance features journalist taught me that neither the absence of 'the Muse' nor the presence of 'the block' should be allowed to hinder the orderly progress of a book. Jim Crace absenceallowblock Change image and share on social
I know my 17-year-old self would read my bourgeois fiction, full of metaphors and rhythmic prose, with a sinking heart. Jim Crace bourgeoisfictionfull Change image and share on social