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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
The busy publishing week continues. The second part of the podcast is up on iTunes; this time it's the fab actor Michael Jenn reading out a chapter. Definitely worth a free visit, just search "Knife of Never" and there we are.
And tonight, if you're in the Brighton area, I'm appearing at the Brighton Festival at an event called So You Want to Write for Children? Tickets still available, I think. It's at 7.30 in The Old Market.
Last night, I went to see Fram at the National. Feeling a little wary after learning it was 3 hours long (with an hour and forty minute first act!), then having my stomach sink after the absolutely TERRIBLE prologue dragged on for 25 minutes (the ghost of a poet chatting with the ghost of Sybil Thorndike about "putting on a play! At the National! In the Olivier Theatre!" for 25 bloody minutes!), serendipity intervened.
For the first time ever at a play I've been to, a manager came out to apologise that there was a technical problem that they were endeavouring to fix. After ten minutes waiting, he came out again, said it would be another ten minutes and we should go out into the sun. My friend and I went out into the sun and never came back. Who knows, maybe the next 2 1/2 hours were brilliant. I'll take my chances.