Signing Off, for Now

It’s the end of July. I’ve spent a few weeks here in my quasi-summer, doing a lot of work, seeing some family and friends, eating seafood, making occasional trips to the beach, all the while continuing to worry about London real estate woes and future...

The Intersection of Painting and Writing

I love it when writers respond to other art forms. Over the past few years I’ve seen exhibits and books which show the interplay between painting and poetry, stories and photography, plays and music. Any art form can be used successfully as inspiration and it...

Punching the Time Clock on the Beach

I’m thinking about time, as I always do when I’m on this island. I’ve spent as much of my summers here as possible over the past 30 years, and in all that time, some things have changed but much hasn’t. Every now and again a favourite shop or...

Titles

Titles are hard. Very. They have to do so many things at once. They have to give an idea of what the book is about, without giving too much of an idea. They have to show what genre the book falls into. Have you ever noticed how different genres have different sorts of...

Summer Reading

I love the way summer makes me think of books as much as beach. The whole idea of summer reading reminds me of childhood exploration and the realization that an entire new world could exist within a collected sheaf of papers. I remember my first really great summer...