Apart from the times when I get angry at people who refuse to acknowledge that access to healthcare should be available to all, whatever their financial circumstances, and that we all belong to the same species (are you reading this Romney, Ryan, Cameron et al? No, of course not), I try to keep these blogs upbeat. Most of the time they try to be funny (although I realise that I sometimes have to excuse the apparent impenetrability of my version of ‘British Humour’). When they’re about writing, they’re basically serious because I think that’s how writers should treat the profession and all its aspects, but when they’re about me and my seeming obsession with the absurdities of life, they’re meant to entertain.
That won’t change but this one will be threaded through with a tiny melancholy. The reason? My publisher Diane Nelson has had to close down her Pfoxmoor company. Diane published most of my books, spent time on them all, tolerated my constant emails pointing out things I’d missed or forgotten or just got wrong. It was thanks to her submitting them that two of them won awards, and she even sent The Sparrow Conundrum to the prestigious Frankfurt Book Fair, where it briefly aroused the interest of a German publisher. And she’s been generous to a fault with all her authors, sometimes sacrificing her own precious writing time to accommodate them. She regretted having to close down but it was the obvious thing to do and she can now concentrate on writing and providing editorial services to others. So this is my big public thank you to her for everything she did on my behalf.
And, as millions all over the world read this, I can almost hear their wails of anguish at the thought that my priceless tomes will no longer be available, but cease your weeping, un-gnash your teeth, because (again with Diane’s help) I’ve re-published them myself. At the moment, only the Kindle versions are there but I’ll be publishing them all as paperbacks as soon as I can. European literature needs them and this starving author in his garret, surrounded only by his laptop, desktop and iPad, will still be able to feed off the crumbs from Amazon’s table.