When the narrative itself starts knocking on the glassed-in box that was your prescription for how you were going to write this novel... you have to listen to it. Jim Crace boxglassedknock Change image and share on social
I have tested my nerve by reaching a little too closely toward a lengthy alligator on the Gulf Coast and a saucer-sized tarantula in a Houston car park. Jim Crace alligatorcarclosely Change image and share on social
I am not - thank heavens - one of those 'driven' writers who spend a fortnight buckled with empty fright over an untouched page only to wake at two in the morning feverish with paragraphs. Jim Crace buckledriveempty Change image and share on social
I adore falseness. I don't want you to tell me accurately what happened yesterday. I want you to lie about it, to exaggerate, to entertain me. Jim Crace accuratelyadoreentertain Change image and share on social
I'd dearly love to write a political book that changed the hearts and minds of men and women. Jim Crace bookchangedearly Change image and share on social
If you read the fables, 'Beowulf,' for example, you will know something about the person who writes them, and I like that. Secondly, they will not be about individuals; they will be about community. Thirdly, they're all about moralizing. Fourthly, the way they express themselves takes its tone from the oral tradition. Jim Crace beowulfcommunityexpress share on social
I come from a working-class background where I was much more likely to read socialist books and leaflets than Bronte or Dickens - neither of whom I've yet read. Jim Crace backgroundbookbronte Change image and share on social
Narrative has been part of human consciousness for a long time. And if it has played a part in all those thousands of years, it will know a trick or two. It will be wise. It will be mischievous. It will be helpful. It will be generous. Jim Crace consciousnessgeneroushelpful 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