Kristen Bailey

A lot of people have asked me about my writing process. What shapes my craft? Why write? How do I find the ruddy time? I’m not sure there’s a succinct equation which explains how I do it. There are some answers here but in terms of genre, I’ve always known I wanted to write stories that relate to the experience of being in the thick of modern life. I only write at night like a little owl. This means I’m always in my pyjamas. I like to drink green tea and I keep notes

So I want to tell you about the last two weeks of my life. They were fucked up. Proper fucked. Before anyone gets worried, everyone is healthy and well, we have a roof over our heads and food on the table and things have become slowly un-fucked (is that a word?), but they were grand and dramatic times. I felt all the emotions, ever. I probably drank double my quota of gin for the year. There was a point where I downed what was left in my glass and inhaled a whole lemon