For some weird reason I always thought I had a kid’s book in me (like everybody else), but it seems I’ve been dead wrong. Maybe I’ll discover a new career in my sixties and then I’ll be too old to travel. Maybe I can borrow Atwood’s fancy robot pen. Maybe I should just start writing about that…

Tags: atwood, books, career, pen, robot, travel

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