I wrote this novel thirteen years ago. It has existed as an A4 typed manuscript, spirally bound with a cover I designed, sitting on my shelf with the other 45 books.
I have been taking them down and lovingly retyping and rewriting. It is time consuming work but it leaves you weary and fulfilled – like when you’ve completed a long, long walk.
This is a strange novel that came out of an idea I had knocking around in my head for years. I wanted to do a novel from inside someone’s mind. I took myself as a model and built around that as the central character. I created an identity that was whimsical, confused, weary and yearning for the things that have gone. I chose my other characters as amalgamations, embellishments and parodies of people that I knew.
I did not want to follow a standard format and tried for something completely unique. I’m far too close to see if I achieved that or not.
All I can say is that it is unique and I like it. It’s one of my babies.
It will be out soon on Amazon. I’ll keep you informed.