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I don’t have a whole lot to say on the reading/writing/publishing front at the moment, but I really have to get into the habit of posting more regularly, so here’s this week’s splurgings.
Publishing: I have been ludicrously busy at work. Ludicrously. And I know that it’s not going to stop until Christmas. This makes me feel tired but not defeated. In more exciting news, I met John le Carre this week. He’s nice. He’s friends with Tom Stoppard.
Reading: Well, I tried to read the new John le Carre, but I just couldn’t get into it. I was reading an early proof, so maybe the finished novel is more compelling; I’ve got too much on my to-read list to give it any time, though. Instead, I’m reading Kafka on the Shore by Murakami. It took me a while to decide I liked it, but I do. I’ve been told that Norwegian Wood is the one that changes everybodies’ lives, so maybe I’ll pick that up next. Not that I want my life to be particularly changed, but I do need some writing inspiration; which leads me on to…
Writing: Ha. What is this writing of which you speak? It’s not going so well. I’ve got a couple of story ideas, hampered by a complete lack of drive. I do have some short story collections to read, though, so hopefully they’ll inspire me out of my funk. I’ve been knitting a lot recently, so maybe I need to dedicate some word time.
