Private: Jeanette Winterson profiled

There’s an interesting, if somewhat unflattering, portrait of Jeanette Winterson at The Age. She discusses her early success with Written On the Body and the loathing it inspired.

Naturally I honed in on the most vital information in the interview–namely, that Winterson’s exactly my height:

“I’m five foot tall, how scary can I be?” she asks. “Sometimes you do wonder that people have this image of you as somebody who’s going to arrive on a 1300cc Harley.”

Winterson’s latest book, Lighthousekeeping is drawing comparisons to Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit. Oranges is an abysmal book, in my view–especially those princess scenes, but also the prose more generally and the orchestration of various integral revelations–and I know from Pentecostals. Still, I usually like Winterson’s work. And her observations in the profile about the role of God in culture are worth considering:

I am not sure if you can leave God behind, even if God doesn’t exist…. It doesn’t make any difference to the power God has in our lives whether it’s true or not because if it’s a myth we’ve made about ourselves and our universe, then it’s one that’s gone on as far as we can tell since man first stood upright, and it’s too strong to discard.

It’s very easy for humanists and rationalists to say it’s clearly ridiculous and it isn’t affecting us at all. I think that’s just looking at the surface. Underneath we are still creatures who are very pulled by the idea of a rational being or a reason or an explanation. So I think it drags people unconsciously, subconsciously, in ways that they perhaps can’t accept and often don’t realise, the God myth.