There’s something almost alchemical about the moment a hard copy of your book is finally pressed into your hot hands. A strange kind of magic that has turned the base material – people and plot and places – that has swum for months in a kind of story soup in your head into, if not solid gold, something solid, and golden to you. Today I got to hold and then take home a bound proof of The Queen of Bloody Everything before it’s sent out into the world. So for today, at least, I am glittering.
- I’d almost forgotten the brilliance of ‘The Parasites’. Written in first person plural so that you never quite know who’s narrating. (See also E.Nesbit ‘The Treasure Seekers’ #theparasites #daphnedumaurier #amreadingYule ball beautyGood day face*presses buzzer* ‘Hull, Nadin!’ Boxing Day, BBC2, 20.30 Still reeling from itBloody mackerel morningMy ladies in waiting. Their books are going to be big.
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