Morning After

Posted on | June 4, 2010 | No Comments

4th June, 2010

Although the official publication of The Pindar Diamond is not until Monday, after last night I feel as though this book is well and truly launched.

Interesting word that: a book is launched like a ship being cast out onto the seas for the first time. Not a bad metaphor. Your book is out in the big wide world, and it will sink or swim (to stay with the the marine imagery for a while) on its own.

The sun is still shining and I keep thinking about last night. The Bloomsbury posse come bearing the most beautiful bunch of flowers I’ve ever seen in my life (thank you Bloomsbury). Little snatches of conversation surface – my editor recalls how hard it snowed the day I was supposed to deliver the manuscript. No courier bikes would run that day because of the icy roads, so my printed manuscript (that old fashioned thing) had to be delivered to her by a man in a van who apparently had to traverse the whole of the M25, picking up his other deliveries, before he got to her.

I find myself reminiscing with a bookseller friend who supported my first novel, The Quetzal Summer (published way back in 1992), and we recall, with some hilarity (the Hay festival Cava is flowing thick and fast by now) how when he arranged a signing for me in one of his shops the only person who turned up turned out to be on day release from the local lunatic asylum. Apprently it was warm in the shop and he was lured in by the offer of a free glass of wine….

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