I want to live in a world where air tastes sweet, where love lasts long, where I can grow into everything that I am. I want to build a life where the thought of apocalypse fills me with dread because we have everything to lose and more.
Not going to lie: 50 feels older than 40. But I like being the age I am. I guess this is every moment of life. You start the story, and you go: I don’t like this. I don’t get this. Who are these characters? What is this story about? And then in the middle, you’re like: This is so good. I don’t want it to end. Then it ends, and you think the next story is not going to be as good. That is what growing up is. It’s the reluctance to start a new story.
What is your favourite word?
'And. It is so hopeful.'
Q&A with Margaret Atwood