When I'm asked, 'What's the best thing about being a writer?' I usually say 'I get to do my job in my pyjamas.' Not true. (OK, the sometimes-wearing-pyjamas bit is. My previous job uniforms have included a maroon polyester tabard with my name embroidered on it in yellow. Pyjamas rock.) But the absolute best thing… Continue reading Books for lunch?
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Five Things
1. Wordsworth is still Worst Poet Ever TM but whoa, the Lake District. I get it now, Wordsworth. That is a place that demands sincere inadequate poetry. I went up mountains and they were beautiful. They have air there, the fresh kind. Also friendly humans and cooked breakfasts, and snow, and boats, and oh. (I’m… Continue reading Five Things
Frazzled
2013 has been odd. Mainly because I have so far spent it feeling very much like a bacon-flavoured corn snack. In January, my lovely editor came back from a year’s secondment and noticed that my next book had a title and a cover and a pub date of July, but no actual words. THIS IS… Continue reading Frazzled