My mother was born on February 8, 1944, in Lucknow, India. Her father, Albert, was half-Indian and half-Portuguese. — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I changed my mind about being a famous pop star when I realised that it meant I'd never be able to get on the… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I loved her more than she loved me, that was the problem. A basic imbalance. Relationships like that never last, however hard you try.… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I knew I wasn't the sort of person who could do a full-time job and write in the evening and at weekends. — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I must always, always have a box of Extra chewing gum in my bag because I have developed a terrible cheek-chewing compulsion. It's not… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I am a terrible, terrible typist. I could not have been a writer in the age of typewriters. — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
I would never, for the sake of the story or a twist, have a character do something that they just wouldn't do. I really… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
My publishers find me really challenging, as a lot of the time, I don't even know what I'm going to be writing about until… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
If you feel that your father was lacking as a husband, it affects your own choice of man. — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
“You're here every night, you join in, but you always seem to be - I don't know - more of a spectator than a… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
When I travel, I can leave everything at home apart from books. I curate my holiday reading rigorously and would be devastated if I… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
Publishers have published women's fiction into a corner, and now we are all trying to punch our way out of it. We just have… — Lisa Jewell Copy Share Image
