‘Did you miss me?’ ‘It was only a couple of days.’ ‘Yes, but did you miss me?’ ‘Barely two days.’…
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The other book
I am minding my own business, gazing out of the window, when the book appears. It looks as though it…
Jealous
‘I think we’re done,’ the book says. ‘Are you leaving?’ ‘I think so, yes.’ ‘So you’re going then?’ ‘Yes. I…
The T-shirt idea
‘Have you thought about acting?’ ‘I’m sorry?’ ‘Acting. You’re good enough. Bit of training and you’d be away.’ ‘What?’ ‘Or…
The damage of haste
The book has been working at my desk, which means it looks as though I have been burgled. ‘I can’t…
In the bookshop
I have given myself the afternoon off. I have sat for hours in good faith at my desk, all in…
Signs of life
I am watching a particularly bleak episode of Wallander when the book pops its head round the door. It stands…
You could quit
‘You don’t have to do this you know.’ The book has appeared out of nowhere, while my back was turned…
The lullaby
I have not left the house in days. I can hear the book pacing around upstairs, but neither of us…
Identical pizza crusts
It has been a long day. Arriving home late and wanting nothing more than a bath and an early night,…
The Milkmaid
The book has vanished. I don’t mean left the house, or popped out to see a friend. I mean vanished.…
Peace offering
I have made the book a peace offering. I snuck out while it was sleeping, found my way back to…
Lost for words
It is my turn to go out for a walk. The book has slept late, and, not for the first…
Ordering drinks in Spanish
We are at the flat. Everything has worked out fine: the journey, our connections and now amazing sense of space. We…
Packing to leave
‘Passport?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Flight info?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Euros?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Underpants?’ The book glares at me. ‘What do you take me for?’ ‘It…
In the waiting room
The book has had a fall, and now we are sitting in a waiting room, waiting to be seen. This…
Because failure is assured
Recently I have been reading the exquisite prose of Janna Malamud Smith, in her book-length meditation on creativity: An Absorbing Errand:…
Leaving the house
We have left the house. At first our walking is clumsy, comical, even. The book is three yards ahead of…