I've always thought it was important not to attach too much superstition to the space where you're writing, because once you get… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
In England, rain was thin and cold, and made you hunch up inside your coat, walking home from the bus stop. In… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I love writing on trains. The joy of being a writer is it's all in your head; you don't need materials apart… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I remember people saying: 'You look funny, your hair is so black, you have a flat nose,' but I didn't think of… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I think if you write about human relationships, you're always exploring the psyche and the soul. I don't separate certain - perhaps more extreme… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I've always thought it was important not to attach too much superstition to the space where you're writing, because once you get into the… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
My father is from Jamaica, and as a child I spent many holidays there. I remember the weight and drenching wetness of that hot… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I don't eat when I'm working. If I start to fridge-raid, I'm in trouble. — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
My favourite author as a child and teenager, and who I still re-read now, is K. M. Peyton. She writes very truthfully; sometimes I'm… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
Remove all the traffic lights, yellow lines, one-way systems and road markings, and let blissful anarchy prevail. I imagine it would produce a kind… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
Our minds and memories are crowded with the common experience of nature. — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I have a study now - I used not to. I also love working in cafes; ignoring noise is good for concentration. — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
I like to come into my workspace and feel it's a living environment and not frozen, which is why I often change or add… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
We feel the pull of nature very strongly, relating - even unknowingly - feeling in ourselves to bulbs being stirred in frozen ground, or… — Sadie Jones Copy Share Image
