I’m not toying with her; she’s serious about me, and vice versa. But as Caaron said, we’ve put each other in a “certain special – undangerous – place.”
From two strong voices in today’s publishing commentary, questions of how books can be accommodated in a digitally-fast age, and whether we’re doing all we can to make them worth the effort.
“I write in the morning and then go home about midday and take a shower, because writing, as you know, is very hard work, so you have to do a double ablution. Then I go out and shop — I’m a serious cook — and pretend to be normal.”
In the photograph I was staring at there was a woman who appeared naked. I couldn’t really tell because she was facing away from the camera, lying across a hammock made from a fish net.
“Getting the Fear,” Manson called it—embracing the dry-mouthed jitters of sheer terror, riding that moment when your heart is thudding so hard it feels like something trapped inside your ribcage, trying to get out.
You’re never too old to start reading Harry Potter (or read it all over again).