The week that was...

It's a funny thing this writing business. For a while after completing 'Asboville', back in the long days of summer, I was often finding myself at a loss. The book was written, it was going to be published, just a matter of counting down the days. Then the book was printed and eventually it started appearing in stores here and there. Not much else happened...

But the last week has been manic. It started on Sunday when I found myself in the Scotland on Sunday newspaper and continued with a recorded interview with local radio station Invicta FM last Tuesday. Wednesday I was up early to be interviewed live on BBC Radio Kent. I was more nervous for that one but it turned out okay. Then, Wednesday break I got a call from BBC South East. Could they come in Thursday and do a piece? Naturally the answer was 'yes' but then there was the matter of arranging it. I had to pick a bunch of students (I chose my low ability English group and then invited a few sixth formers along too just in case I was met with a wall of silence) and arranged clearance/permission forms to be signed allowing them to be shown on TV etc. Cue much excitement from said students...

My lunch was taken up with a Kent on Sunday interview (which failed to materialise). Thursday morning was BBC South East, Thursday evening the book launch, Friday the BBC South East broadcast (very effective, though I looked as bad on TV as I expected). There were also reviews in The New Statesman and The Guardian...finally today I did a quick interview with BBC Radio Lincolnshire.

And now it's raining and cold. I've got half-term to look forward to, a birth around the corner and I need to start immersing myself in the new book. I want to write some short stories too, just a couple, because I still want to get into Cemetery Dance one day. I bought myself a copy of Best New Horror 17 today. The Waterstones in Tunbridge Wells has a brilliant 'Horror' section and I've always had a soft spot for the genre...