What is this with the summer months – everything goes haywire: writing, blogging, reviewing and even straightforward reading! People, family and friends, come and visit; we barbecue, I fall asleep in the sun and gardening takes over from sitting behind a computer and writing.
We waved out the last visitors last night and I’m trying to remember where I was with the editing of my book, I try to find out which books are on the pile to be reviewed, and who I need to contact for what.
I have read a number of books, but not reviewed them:
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (the July book club read)
The Lowland by Jhumpa Lahiri (an amazingly good book)
Solo: A James Bond Novel by William Boyd (I’m a great fan of Boyd’s writing and this one was fun to read)
Ben Macintyre’s A spy among friends about Kim Philby (absolute must for anyone interested in what really happened and how much of a traitor Philby actually was – an excellent and very well written book)
Kerry Hudson’s Tony Hogan Bought me an Ice-cream Float before he Stole My Ma – a searing account of life on housing estates across Britain, and the escape from them.
I have promised a few fellow writers I would review their books and stories and I promise them here that I will get round to it, definitely. August should be a fairly sane month with routine reading and writing. I hope.
Meanwhile it’s dry again outside after overnight and morning rain – perhaps a spot of gardening and pulling the weeds will help to clear the head further. This is how we writers find ways of not doing what we most want to do: writing.
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