That last par, Peter… what a service! Glad you are back to your peerless sentences. I’m on a bus bound for Edinburgh. No leaky ceilings and the clouds are above.
Yes, writing sentences is what we do - and always with the hope that they will turn out more or less intelligible ... but somehow often the urge to write it all out overrides cautiousness. Your story of the train sounds positively apocalyptic. Heat is also very high in Copenhagen right now. One cannot help but ask oneself: how would our creative brains fare if this was constant? And on the subject of feeling very tired and low after finishing a book, I can fully relate. I spent four years on mine and at the end I really felt both sick of the manuscript and drained from the research. It is definitely not easy. But these are the things we choose to do. Best of luck to you with what is coming.
I think you can tell, when a writer still really likes writing sentences. The craft needs to be there, but the liking it is what makes the reading such a pleasure. Good to be reading your words again .
That last par, Peter… what a service! Glad you are back to your peerless sentences. I’m on a bus bound for Edinburgh. No leaky ceilings and the clouds are above.
Thanks, Jan. I've never been so pleased to wake to an overcast morning in Glasgow.
Sir John Curtice! Imagine if you had already eaten all your easy peelers...
Yes, writing sentences is what we do - and always with the hope that they will turn out more or less intelligible ... but somehow often the urge to write it all out overrides cautiousness. Your story of the train sounds positively apocalyptic. Heat is also very high in Copenhagen right now. One cannot help but ask oneself: how would our creative brains fare if this was constant? And on the subject of feeling very tired and low after finishing a book, I can fully relate. I spent four years on mine and at the end I really felt both sick of the manuscript and drained from the research. It is definitely not easy. But these are the things we choose to do. Best of luck to you with what is coming.
Many thanks. I wish you well with your work.
Thank you!
I think you can tell, when a writer still really likes writing sentences. The craft needs to be there, but the liking it is what makes the reading such a pleasure. Good to be reading your words again .
Thank you, Ellie. The books are hard, but the sentences from which they’re built are a pleasure. Funny thing that.
I am so glad I cancelled my train trip to London today … but what a treat to have been sitting in that carriage. Though maybe a bit damp.
Yes, I wouldn't have travelled if I had any choice, especially as I was hobbling and limping from a MASSIVE walk the day before. Not a pretty sight.