writing
night circus cover
I’m on a train surrounded by fog & trees. I’ve had an adventurous couple of days which I will describe in detail later, but for now, in case you haven’t seen it elsewhere in
writing
early night circus, uk version
I always expect Saturdays to be boring mail days but sometimes they surprise me. Look what just arrived: Bound proof of THE NIGHT CIRCUS from my wonderful UK publisher, Harvill Secker. They call
flax-golden
flax-golden tales: meetings about nonconformist trees to which the trees themselves are not invited
meetings about nonconformist trees to which the trees themselves are not invited They grew from the ground that way, so anyone who suggested that it was creative vandalism or a trick of some
miscellany
not-quite-hiatus
This week I am curled up in corners with blankets, reading and writing and reading some more. Tessa is “helping.” Am not quite on an internet hiatus, but I have a lot of non-internet