I did a Reddit AMA over this weekend, and it was a brilliant experience. For anyone who doesn’t know what this is, it’s sort of like getting interviewed by hundreds of people all at once. The positivity and curiosity I received were quite overwhelming.
Some of the more suspect questions included ‘what appendage would you lose?’; ‘are you single?’ and ‘what’s that thing in the corner?’ – but others asked about the research required to write River of Ink, about how they can balance writing with the exigencies of daily life, and the best ways to construct plots and characters.
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I’ve always loved the Galle Lit Fest, with its eclectic mix of writers from across Sri Lanka and India, and authors from around the world jetting in to exchange ideas and speak about writing. The old Dutch star fort with its iconic lighthouse is the perfect setting for a literature festival, and the waves of the Indian ocean are always lapping on its beautiful beaches. Look south: there’s nothing that way until Antarctica.
This year Galle has an amazing mix of workshops, film screenings, panels and readings, so I thought I’d put together a list of the things I’m most excited about in the coming days from the Galle Literature Festival 2016.
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My relationship with Russell Hoban began a little like one of his novels might: in a disordered room in Fulham, piled high with boxes and files.
Anyone who has ever seen the inside of Russell’s inner sanctum knows that it’s like stepping into his mind. Suddenly you’re surrounded by all of the motifs that he wove again and again, with a composer’s persistence, into his work: sculptures of lions lounge on every shelf and surface, a cackling Punch puppet sits on the mantelpiece, and an antique poster for the premiere of King Kong lies rolled up on the desk. An enormous map of Kent fills one whole wall, and books are piled in shelves that reach to the ceiling. Continue reading “My 6 months of being haunted by Russell Hoban”