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If My Writing Comes To A Halt, I Head To The Shops: I Find Them Very Inspirational. And If I Get Into Real Trouble With My Plot, I Go Out For A Pizza With My Husband.

You Can Want And Want And Want, But If He Doesn't Want You Back ... You Might As Well Wish The Sky Were Red.

I Think A Lot Of People Still Fantasise About That First Love And What Might Happen If They Rekindled The Relationship.

Every Time I Mention Her, Magnus Says, "are You Two Getting Along?" In Raised, Hopeful Tones, Like We're Endangered Pandas Who Need To Make A Baby.

They Said I Was A Valued Customer. Now They Send Me Hate Mail.