I was an insomniac child and woke one morning at 4 am when I was 11, snuck out to the living room and gazed at the Hong Kong harbor by night.  This led to writing my first published piece, an essay about stillness and beauty, which appeared in the children’s section of the local English paper. That was in 1965.  My insomnia never went away, which is how I kept writing over the years.  Early mornings remain my favorite time, but I’ve taught myself to write whenever there is space for silence, and I’ve learned to make that space.  You have to listen to your heart — that’s the reason I still write — and shut out the noise that distracts you from knowing who and why you are.  I was lucky because I discovered quite young that I did want to write.  The trick has been never to stop writing.

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