So not a normal writing day (I wish) but the days that followed fell into my usual selfish, monkish, sometimes feverish routine. I wrote the text for an oratorio this year, The Judas Passion, and Sally Beamish wrote the music. I never listen to music while I’m working. I walk from Putney Bridge to Barnes Bridge and back through Barnes village, always stopping at the fish shop. I can’t easily describe what I’m working on at present: a kind of hybrid; lyric prose would be the best description.

Source: The Guardian December 02, 2017 09:56 UTC