“We live, then,” O’Farrell writes, “in a state of high alert.”The novelist had not intended to write a memoir. I don’t know where the encephalitis ends and I begin, and which is which.”Facebook Twitter Pinterest Maggie O’Farrell with her daughter when she was a baby. A friend said recently, ‘You’ve basically revealed all the secrets you’ve spent your whole life hiding.’ But I did it for my daughter. Maybe I finished my tasks earlier that day, maybe the guests had been less untidy than usual and I’d got out of the guesthouse before time. They look away, look down; the woman makes a note of something in her book.

Source: The Guardian August 12, 2017 07:30 UTC