I don’t write a lot of book reviews anymore, because it’s hard to write them without spoilering and I hate to be spoilered. Occasionally though, I read a book that catches my attention so fully that I need to tell people about it. Continue reading “The time for dithering is past – A Book Review”
Everyone in Edinburgh loves a book festival. There was one in Portobello at the weekend and there’s another just around the corner in the Old Town. Peggy Hughes (who Twitter users might know better as the Scottish Poetry Library’s @ByLeavesWeLive) was kind enough to write me a guest post about it.
The West Port Book Festival has reached the merry maturity of its fourth year, with another programme of cracking collaborations, tall tales, award-winners, stars of the future, dead people, open mics, and of course cakes. This year we’re popping up in October – Thursday 13th – Sunday 16th to be precise. We have flirted with running in different months (August for starters and seconds and June for thirds) and find that variety is the spice of life.
We have lost a few of our sterling venues from previous years. The Lot, the Roxy ArtHouse and the Illicit Still (scene of the cause of a monstrous festival-wide hangover in year 3) are all sorely missed, while the Owl & Lion Gallery has risen like a phoenix from the ashes and resurrected itself as the Owl & Lion Bindery, further up the hill in the West Port. We’ve got a new bookshop on the block in Pulp Fiction and are comforted by the never-changing Blue Blazer and its energy-restoring ham and cheese toasties. Some things change, but the ideas and vision behind the West Port Book Festival remain.
When in doubt, brainstorm. Turns out I’ve sucked up a lot more sci-fi in my time than I first thought – not all of it entirely sensible. Does anyone else out there remember The Tomorrow People? The early 90s version featuring Todd from Neighbours, not the original 70s incarnation with Peter Davison. The vaseline-edged corners of my mind remember it as being pretty good.
Anyhoo, having reminded myself I actually do have a reasonable amount of genre knowledge, I scribbled out several pages of plot and character ideas, and now some chapters are forthcoming. Isn’t the creative process magical.