"In the course of adjusting to the strangeness of English life, I'd made this vast effort of fatalistically switching off my memories of wartime China. I never spoke about it to anyone, including my wife or children or any of my friends... [he was aware of] an unconscious ferment going on, the knocking on the floorboards, the past under my feet saying: we haven't gone away. I thought, I've got to get all this down, before I forget."

from Strange Fiction, an interview with JG Ballard by James Campbell.