“Her name was Rebecca, or Becky, or Bex. She'd been wearing a white hooded top with a navy-blue body-warmer. She would be twenty-three years old by now. She had been seen in the beech wood, climbing a tree. She had… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“The missing girl's name was Rebecca, or Becky, or Bex. In the photo her face was half turned away from the camera as though she didn't want to be seen, as though she wanted to be somewhere else. She would… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
It is something I recognise in myself. I do eavesdrop. I do people-watch, a lot. — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“the rain falls, catching the trailing edges of net curtains which flow out of open windows like fishing nets lowered over the backs of… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
I'm surprised, but I'm glad, I realise that this is what i wanted that night last week, to simply make a connection and keep… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
I once saw a picture in the paper of John Hegley with 'poet' written on his knuckles, and I thought that was pretty cool,… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“And he'd looked straight back at her, holding her professional eye contact, and said yes, thankyou doctor, I do understand, yes. And he'd coughed,… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
I wonder how many ways there are for a mother to produce that wreckage in her own daughter, and my muscles tense as I… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
There are so many people in the world, and I want to know them all but I don’t even know my next-door neighbor’s name. — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
All the emails I get these days start with sorry but I've been so busy, and I don't understand how we can be so… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“He wonders how so much water can resist the pull of so much gravity for the time it takes such pregnant clouds to form,… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“By the middle of the afternoon it had rained so much that the drains were overflowing, clogged up with leaves and newspapers. The water… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“Her name was Rebecca, or Becky, or Bex. She'd been wearing a white hooded top with a navy-blue body-warmer. She would be twenty-three years… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
It takes a lot of energy and creativity to make such screwed up lives carry on. And the kind of will people have to… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
