I was very sorry to hear that the writer Julia Darling died on April 13th after a long and marvelously public battle with cancer.
I first met her in the 1980’s when I was on a reading tour with the novelist Fiona Cooper. Julia welcomed us into her home as guests on that and many other occasions and I am pleased to be able to remember delightful evenings eating and drinking at her table, sleeping in a tiny bed in the children’s room, watching seals together on a cold summer’s day on the East Coast and laughing a lot. It was at Julia’s house that I got to know Darren Beckett who is now my best friend and dearest brother. What JOY!
She was a ‘true’ writer, always working, always producing new and startling work and all of us writers have lost with her parting.