I have often felt that I’m a very neutral being and that I have almost no personality. I’m drawn to writing partly because I’m fascinated by the mimetic process. That is, to describe a scene that moves me emotionally, to render it into language so that it may evoke the same emotion in a reader. I find that I’m in love with the external world, and writing is a way of conveying that. But as far as my own personality’s concerned, it’s as if I’m a neutral or transparent medium. One thing comes, by way of the medium, into being a book or some writing. I don’t know whether I was different from other people. Perhaps I am. Perhaps no one has a personality, and people are inventing themselves in the context in which they find themselves.