It's now exactly one week until the publication of the paperback of Everything Will Swallow You, and I bring good news: not only will Blackwell's UK send to you with free international delivery; next week, as a thank you to all of you who are placing
Subscribe now It is low tide as you stroll along the creek, wild geese burst into tears overhead and ancient bone dice litter the foreshore. You feel good, although your arms ache and you regret your decision to bring the large painting you purchased earlier in the day from a
June is turning out to be a busier month than anticipated: a few things clicked into place, I fended off my recent spate of creative block, stopped staring self-defeatingly at my fig tree like a bearded 21st-Century Esther Greenwood and really got motoring on novel number four. I&
If I was more adept at this whole self promotion business I no doubt would have announced this a lot earlier but after a lengthy break from the event circuit, I'm doing a couple of talks this month: 16th June at Heron Books in Bristol (tickets available here)
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Writer's block is when a dazzling array of options become tyrannical, team up with an unwillingness to fail, mug you in a dark alley and stick a bag over your head.
This gentleman on my finger is a Pale Tussock Moth: probably one the most demanding and priggish of the high-performance moths you will currently find on the market... This is a Small Magpie. As you can see, it is, to all outward appearances, not currently in a relationship, so
"I believe two of those have subsequently been jettisoned for lighter-haired, more aerodynamic women."
It's now only a couple of months until my third novel Everything Will Swallow You is published in paperback, but I wanted to let you know that I have a pile of signed hardbacks here which are available to readers in the UK for the cover price (£16.
Subscribe now I write this morning in a bit of pharmaceutically suppressed pain, due to a fractured jaw sustained during some extremely tricky dental surgery, but feeling positive about spring, creativity, my new home by the sea and a bit of good news: After well over a year out of
Today's essay, which you'll find directly below, is quite a personal one, and I'm limiting it to paying subscribers only. A paying subscription costs a minimum of £2 per month (or £20 per year if you prefer), allows you to read everything new I
"... we also missed the other horses who’d done quieter jobs that you hadn’t noticed so much at the time, such as the Data Entry Horse, the Tax Horse, and the Listening Horse, whose job it was to bear witness to your innermost troubles and interject every few minutes with a calming neigh."