There's a profile of me in today's Times (that's the Times of London to all you international readers (but no one, not one person, in the UK calls it that)).  It's about The Knife of Never Letting Go winning the BookTrust Teenage Prize as you might imagine, and includes an oddly moody photo that makes me look a bit craggy and leonine.  These are not self-inflicted compliments, by the way.  I tend to run screaming from photos of myself, no matter how nice or professional (and this photographer was a super-nice guy, by the by).

More non-book related diary entries coming soon, I promise.