I’m talking about writing. I mean, no one makes us do it. Us writery people. It’s hard work. No, really, you non-writery people, it is. A slog, most of the time. Back-breaking. Well, maybe not back-breaking, but certainly butt-expanding. And mostly thankless toil. The financial rewards, unless you’re one of a very lucky few, range …
The internet is a marvellous thing. There is all sorts of stuff out there. Including this interview with composer Ed Hughes, who talks about the opera we created together When The Flame Dies. You can view the video on Sussex University’s Reframe website here. Or if my embedding works, it should be visible below.
Ah, my poor neglected blog. If this blog was a dog it would be rescued by the RSPCB (Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Blogs). This blog is the equivalent of a starving mange-ridden dog kept chained to a post in a dirty back yard, its fur matted, slipping around in its own …
I’m reading it at the moment, after hearing Gyles Brandreth and Deborah Moggach enthuse about Arnold Bennett on Radio Four’s Great Lives. I have to say, I think it’s absolutely brilliant. I’m completely hooked. Slightly ashamed to admit that I’ve never read any Arnold Bennett till now, of course. Always meant to, never got round …
Hurry over to amazon.co.uk and you can download the ebook of my novel The Mannequin House for just £2.63. That’s a bit of a bargain, I think you’ll agree. If you haven’t tried one of my books yet, then maybe this would be a good place to start. And if everyone rushes over there to …