I know. It’s been a little while since you last heard from me in any great detail. Some may count that a blessing. Anyway, the main reason is that so much has been going on and I’ve hardly known what to write about because by the time I sit down of an evening, I’m often so knackered that all I want to do is read a book.
This year, as some of you already know, I was selected as a giver for World Book Night. I had to choose a total of three out of a possible 25 titles and then the WBN people emailed me to say I’d be giving out copies of my first choice, the fabulous A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens.
I found out today that one of my favourite writers, Michèle Roberts, has a new book coming out next month. This is excellent news. It always seems like years between Michèle Roberts books, but her last one, Mud, was published only two years ago. Continue reading
I’ve finished two books this evening. One I was reading, and one I was writing.
It’s a strange feeling when you finish the first draft of a novel you’ve been writing. It’s almost impossible to describe, but I’ll give it a go. Continue reading
Next month, I will have been training at FWC Kung Fu for four years. In that time, I have changed quite considerably, while still, obviously, retaining the very heart of me that is *me*. If anything, the me has come out more strongly than ever – certainly people have told me so – and that can only be a good thing. Continue reading
November has been really eventful for me. What with NaNoWriMo and working on the proofreading, I’ve also been training as much as I can and reading a lot. Continue reading
Training was fabulous, yesterday. Not that it isn’t always, but after three weeks away, it was something of a relief. I got to Islington early, having been to Fulham first to hand in some work and collect some more (and, having learnt there’s plenty more to come, I left with something of a bounce in my step). I sat and read for most of the time I was there waiting – it was a good excuse to read some more of Fingersmith and it took me by surprise at the end of the first section. The first person narrator hadn’t seen it coming so, of course, neither does the reader. Continue reading