Sometimes I fear that I have missed my chance, that now in my fifties I am too old to be published. And then I remember William Golding who said:
“It wasn’t until I was 37 that I grasped the great truth that you’ve got to write your own books and nobody else’s, and then everything followed from there.”
I know that I am now better prepared to write novels – with experience of life, of love, of death, of freedom – than I ever was in my twenties. I want to write what I want to write about.
Read the opening paragraph of Lord of the Flies.
‘Lord of the Flies’ by William Golding [UK: Penguin Classics] Buy now
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