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I was just writing a character, but she immediately wrested the pen (quill, fashioned from the sharpened pin feather of a capercaillie) out of my hand and started to write herself. They do that. My job then is to scribble down what they say before it’s gone.

“Elegant, refined, Sophie Sticker-Tadd was definitely not a lady…” I don’t know. I’ll think about it.