under another sun

A successful and interesting day. Pressed on with final tweaks on the book, and also limped up the hill to London Road, and trained to Lewes in the afternoon. Limped up another hill there and met Robin in Cafe Nero to discuss her brainchild, Telltale Press over pots of tea, as well as the publication of a pamphlet of my poems to be called The Nightwork . Good to talk to get to know Robin a little better. We are about the same age, and she has a refreshing surfeit of can-do attitude that makes me warm to her right away. I took away a collection of her poems, The Great Vowel Shift which I read in the evening. I greatly admire the way her poems imply the subject without explicitly addressing it. I have to be mindful sometimes of my own tendency to clarify things, rather than leave it to the imagination of the reader. Robin does this extremely well. Still hobbling badly with orc-foot gout which, apart from the pain, and the absurdity of it, precludes going to the gym or walking in a s...

Back on the book today. Lorraine working beside me much of the day, which was fun. Less fun is a return of the dreaded orc foot, and I find myself hobbling around goutishly. Lorraine however cooked a cake to take to one of her work meetings, and we scarfed the offcuts. Not much of a project Lorraine thing to do, but nice and tasty. Poor Lorraine off to do Governor business this evening. Having discovered some heart sinking anomalies in the first section of my project, fixing them isn't proving too hard and I am nearing the stage where I can  just do a quick hoover of tiresome extra adverbs, and outbreaks of typos and gobbledegook. Luckily the work mooted for the end of this week appears to have melted away, which I am rather pleased about. I took delivery today of two items. A green leather wallet, which I purchased for superstitious reasons, to replace a much treasured green leather wallet that died a few years ago, and The Big Book of Hell   A Cartoon Book by Matt Groeni...