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I don't have goals when writing books, apart from getting to the end. I have rather vague ideas about how I want things to feel, I'm big on ambience. I have a title, a beginning and a probable ending and go from there.

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Kate Atkinson
Age: 72
Born: 1951
Born: December 20
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