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Pop
I suppose I should know by now about rains and flooding. You'd think. But no. Colossal moron that I am, I set off up the M1 on Friday night, and had ten minutes of decent - ie not wet - weather before the clouds chucked everything they had at six lanes of motorway traffic. My car is small and I now know that its tyres - which are fine and passed ( Read more... ) -
Mail
I know I said all the shit stuff would be here but indulge me. My first book got one review that consisted of one - extremely flattering - paragraph in the Glasgow Herald. So I am revelling in the fact that I'm getting reviewed at all. Anyway here is a very nice review in the Daily Mail. I'm shocked. Journalists usually only get slagged off. This ( Read more... ) -
Review
The official launch date for the book in the UK is September 11. The first newspaper review, in The Times, is here. My mother thought it was a very positive review. I think it's odd and neither one thing nor t'other. But still a review. And now I am humourless and shunting to add to pungent and erudite and engrossing.
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Star
I don't know how long this link will last but here is a starred review from Publishers Weekly, read by all good book-stocking, book-selecting book-sellers. I am apparently pungent and erudite and that suits me fine. Scroll down past Diahann Carroll's legs and a history of race on trial in America. -
Cars
I am thinking of writing a book about cars. Please don't ask, "what about cars?" because the answer will be "I don't know. Just cars." For this reason, I attended the British Motor Show at Excel two days ago. I went by bike. It was not too difficult, once the hideous Grove Road had been overcome, as those nice London cycle-way building people have ( Read more... ) -
The great mystery of commissioning editors
A ball of toxic pus, by Tracey Emin. If only it were really toxic.
In other news: I moved house. I used to do that a lot. Every year or so. This time it has been six years, which may be why I've been moving and cleaning and packing and storing since Sunday, and still haven't unpacked. My knuckles and feet - bones in the middle of my upper foot, to ( Read more... )