Julia Darling got me work – a great teaching weekend in Newcastle, another in Turkey, some writing passes-on. Her writing is gloriously eclectic, always intelligent, insightful, compassionate, wide, deep and broad. And funny. She was a beacon of ‘keeping going’ to me after my own breast cancer diagnosis. We knew each other just a very little and emailed ever so occasionally. The Taxi Driver’s Daughter is one of the best books I’ve read.
In the morning I will go to the park and throw a pair of shoes into a tree in her honour.