I went to meet a friend and told her about my plan to work in the Bonne Maman biscuit factory. She listened carefully and we explored the idea. I said: I just want to turn up to my job without having to hustle. To sit and do some repetitive work and keep all my creative energy for writing what I want to write, when I want to write it. I’ll get paid directly into my bank at the end of each month without having to invoice, I told her. I might even get paid for holidays. After a few hours together, I said: I wonder if there will be any windows in the factory? She said, yeah, I don’t think there will be. She said she wasn’t sure mass production was a meaningful space to be in. I realised I want my work to have impact; to reach as many people as possible. I need to be writing books that help to change people’s thinking. And to be working with women, so that together we can dismantle the patriarchy. I’m not sure I can do that on an assembly line in the Bonne Maman biscuit factory.
