Imaginary friends.
I was thinking about the next book as I wandered through Abney cemetery with the dogs this morning. Abney is a great place to find names, though I tend to forget them by the time I get home. (Note to self: pen and paper.) It’s hard not to consider the large community of dead people [...]
Everyone’s a critic.
I can’t help it. I find some of the reviews by the kids who are reading the Carnegie Medal shortlist hilarious. But only when I’m feeling strong. When I’m feeling as if my whole life is a pathetic waste of time and effort and I’ll never write another word worth reading, those kids make me [...]
Scotland, Ho.
I have a funny relationship with Edinburgh that began in 1977, when I first visited it — on December 21st. I’m still getting over the idea that a place exists where the sun rises after 11am and sets again at 3. No such problems in August, of course, but I always seem to arrive for [...]








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