August
Busy days. I started a new day job in April and in the aftermath of my father’s death we’re now in the final stages of a family house sale, so all of this has been taking up some time. Lots of property stuff happening: we're having part of the roof re-done. I’ve also been teaching a creative writing summer school, which is always a pleasure, and keeping up with the Skype classes.
However, I’ve been putting together a new short story collection (some published material, some new) for a publisher, which will be out either later this year or in 2016 and working on some anthology commissions and subscription stories. Once everything settles down, which won’t be long now, I’ll be putting together some non fiction material as well. There is an on-going novel project, but I need to get out into the county and do some research: old churches, mainly. It'll all get done in due course.
Otherwise, we’ve had a wet week, but summer is well and truly entrenched: runner beans and marrows in the garden, beautiful hanging baskets in town, and the landscape is taking on that tranquil post midsummer aspect with all the hay bagged and the fields golden in the distance.
However, I’ve been putting together a new short story collection (some published material, some new) for a publisher, which will be out either later this year or in 2016 and working on some anthology commissions and subscription stories. Once everything settles down, which won’t be long now, I’ll be putting together some non fiction material as well. There is an on-going novel project, but I need to get out into the county and do some research: old churches, mainly. It'll all get done in due course.
Otherwise, we’ve had a wet week, but summer is well and truly entrenched: runner beans and marrows in the garden, beautiful hanging baskets in town, and the landscape is taking on that tranquil post midsummer aspect with all the hay bagged and the fields golden in the distance.