So, this writing thing.
I could be very flippant and say ‘well, you know, it keeps me off the streets’.
Or I could be analytical and say ‘as a musician who spends his entire working life recreating other people’s work, it’s a very important outlet for the creative person in me’.
The truth is a bit of both, but mostly because I love it.
A ‘comic fantasy’ for Middle Readers (9-12-year-olds).
About half a dozen picture book texts for younger children.
Some truly appalling poetry. No, you may not read it.
Two half-novels: in an ideal world, I could paste them together and make a whole one, but I have a feeling that’s not how it works.
Bits and bobs about this and that, most of which appear here on this blog.
No, of course none of it’s published. Yet.
A blog post I wrote on the joys of conducting has somehow turned itself into an occasional series in Classical Music magazine. It’s not on the web, but you can subscribe to the magazine here. I will also post here when it is to appear again.
And, like most writers, I have a novel on the go. I offer no further comment beyond the following story. I do hope it’s true.
Peter Cook met an old journalist friend at a party. He asked him what he was doing with himself these days. The friend replied with some shuffling of feet: “oh, I’m writing a novel.”
“Neither am I,” replied Cook.
I like that.