When I was writing Anatomy and was wondering what to name the dog, I asked Ned if I could call it, well, Ned. He said no. I called the dog Boyo. Then starting calling Ned Boyo too…
So that’s the background to this:
Ned (with book open): So… Boyo. Is that me?
I: Of course not, babe. He’s a dog. You cook.
N: But sometimes the way Jocasta talks to Boyo sounds rather like the way you talk to me…
I: I think I smell something burning.
You’ll often hear about how people’s personal lives get into their books, there are also all sorts of ways the book can get into your personal life.