People assume that death hanging over my head would allow me to put things into perspective, but that's not how it works.
Most of the time, I'm not scared. I get on with life, not because I'm a fatalist, but because that's the most congenial way of dealing with things. Indeed, most of the time, I'm not conscious of dealing with anything.
I write about living, not dying.
I always defined myself in terms of my talkativeness, and being without a voice hits me in a number of ways.
