I share their frustration at times and I get down just like them when we suffer a bad result.
At 20, 25, 30, we begin to realise that the possibilities of escape are getting fewer. We have jobs, children, partners, debts. This is the part of us to which literary fiction speaks.
I am blessed to be able to work at a job I love and also give back in the most vital way - to people in need.

