The return of the book

I arrive late back at the house. It is already dark. The usual reassuring things are there: unopened mail, the … More

Guest Post: How I put The Art of Falling together, by Kim Moore

How I put The Art of Falling together In May 2012 my first pamphlet If We Could Speak Like Wolves … More

Ordinary morning sounds from outside drift into the room where I am working. Birdsong. A car being parked. The noise … More

‘What are you waiting for?’ the book says. ‘I’m not ready,’ I say. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I’m not ready. … More

I am having a clear out. I am putting my notebooks, drafts and scraps of paper into a box file. … More

‘I love this time of year. Easter, the Masters. My birthday.’ ‘Does that mean we can expect the traditional order … More

The book is already seated at the desk when I enter my office. Papers and books are strewn over every surface. … More

The book is unwell. It sends its best wishes to all readers who have been asking after it. It may … More

‘I’m going away for a bit.’ ‘Can I come?’ says the book. ‘I was hoping to leave you at home,’ … More