(Image from my favourite ever Christmas book, at the age of 4 or thereabouts. I loved it so much I annoyed my parents by scribbling all over the text.)
I hope readers are enjoying the winding down of 2015, as it’s been a turbulent one. It’s hard to keep one’s mood up when reading about intractable terrorism and environmental destruction. But in the season of Advent, hope must still light a small candle.
I have recently submitted a short novel (YA, Ireland in the 1980s) so for the moment am free to write again. Writing that novel was good as it increased my confidence in learning the craft, which is never a bad thing. Right now I have two pieces in first draft, one quite advanced, one about a third of the way through. I am favouring the second because it is a continuation of the White Feathers story. (The other one is twenty years later than the time period White Feathers is set in, and while is still in the same universe, only touches very briefly on the characters in that story.)
(Y’know part of me wants to create a password-locked thread where people who have read the book can talk about spoilers – but that sounds a bit “up myself”. Would people be interested in that?)
Another thing that will be happening on my blog is that in the new year I will be doing a series of interviews with other novelists, poets, short story writers and artists. People who are not in the mainstream but are doing really interesting work. I hope people enjoy reading the interviews!
As a final salutation for 2015, here is the inimitable Mr Sam Cooke to bring hope and good cheer. Let it shine, AMEN!