Jim Crace

Jim Crace
James "Jim" Craceis an award-winning English writer. His novels include Quarantine, which was judged Whitbread Novel of 1998, and Harvest, which won the 2015 International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award, the 2013 James Tait Black Memorial Prize, and was shortlisted for the 2013 Man Booker Prize...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth1 March 1946
issues writers
In the U.K., a lot of writers won't show up to support activist issues because they figure they're already repairing the world. I don't want to be one of those people.
audience deeply falls gives happily itself onto percentage stay stuff
I'm not thinking when I'm writing, 'How's this going to read?' Or, 'What percentage of the audience is going to stay with me?' The thing itself is what gives me pleasure. Sometimes stuff just falls onto the page so beautifully and happily that it's deeply satisfying. It's selfish!
I'm not that well-versed in literary theory - I don't know what it is.
express oral takes themselves tone writes
If you read the fables, 'Beowulf,' for example, you will know something about the person who writes them, and I like that. Secondly, they will not be about individuals; they will be about community. Thirdly, they're all about moralizing. Fourthly, the way they express themselves takes its tone from the oral tradition.
knows strengths
Inside, Penlee House is without pretension. It is a space that knows its limitations and its strengths - and makes the most of them.
canadian flock spent
For 'The Gift of Stones,' I spent an afternoon chasing a flock of Canadian geese.
editors trying pitching
Try pitching a story of happiness to your editors and their toes are going to curl up.
pregnancy secret
Secrets are like pregnancies hereabouts. You can hide them for a while but then they will start screaming.
sex betrayal men
I was captivated by Sherrie Flick's meticulous and intelligent study of Margaret and Vivette, and the men they share. Reconsidering Happiness is a courageously intimate novel about the young women of modern America, their friendships, their betrayals, and their anxious cravings for everything from sex to pastry.
father men age
My father had osteomyelitis-his left arm was withered between his elbow and his shoulder ... . But the amputation of a Stone Age man called Leaf, a stoneworker, does not relate to my father at all...
writing careers bitterness
Retiring from writing is not to retire from life, but retiring from writing is to avoid the inevitable bitterness which a writing career is bound to deliver as its end product, in almost every case.
stories left
These are the stories that we tell ourselves and only ourselves, and they are better left unshared.
crushed dread
...crushed between the fears of going forward and the dread of going back.
space hug birth
There is no remedy for death--or birth--except to hug the spaces in between. Live loud. Live wide. Live tall.