CUNY TV has a great interview with Anne Enright on their site. It's part of a series with Irish writers in America. I sniggered when she said, 'In Ireland you are always writing the wrong book...the wrong book for Ireland now.' And then with her hand on her forehead, 'Who are we?!' She blames journalists, of course. I love Anne's writing. I love her honesty and humour and the way she is resolutely herself.
Anne has a good article on home in the Irish Times here which is well worth reading. It begins: 'I was on the road a lot, for a few years, selling books like a salesman sells brushes (except these, of course, are magic brushes), and one of the great pleasures of being a writer on the move is that you can talk to anyone. People tell you things.' So true! I've had many a life story told to me on aeroplanes this year.