I was born in London, England, in 1938, a few months before the war, and spent the first years of my life there, although I was evacuated a couple of times for short periods. My schooling was very interrupted, both by frequent moves and by ill health.

The great question, is there anything at all which is worth fighting such a war about, with the devastating loss it will bring? I believe yes, there are some freedoms which to sacrifice would be EVEN worse.

I work reasonably hard. Though probably not harder than many people. I work probably eight or nine hours a day, six days a week.

I am miles ahead with ideas and excitement in the mind, and that is where it all begins. I feel that when I get myself organized, and am in one place long enough, I will have so much energy of mind and belief that I will be able to accomplish infinitely more. My thoughts will be larger and clearer, and with a renewal of life.

Of course there will be disappointments and the way will not always be as I expected it. But if it seemed easy, then that would be the time to worry that I am on the wrong path.

I did a complete rewrite of 650 pages in two weeks.