I usually take a few weeks off in the summer. In the past couple of years I have turned the blog over to other writers or bloggers with the aid of a few questions, but this year it will go dark for days, sometimes weeks, at a time.
Once again I shall be in Scandinavia, remote from technology for most of the time, and will only be able to contribute to the blog sporadically.
There’s much to consider. My novel, Winged with Death, will be published in February 2009 and there’s quite a lot of work to be done to make myself ready for that. A boy has to peddle his book, Truman Capote told John Knowles one evening in 1960.
I also have a host of books and texts to read, some of those special ones that I receive during the year and put aside, for this period when I can give them the best of my attention.
I have to think about beginning to write another novel, to consider whether or not I want to commit myself to such an enormous task just now, or put it off for a little while. To consider what it is that consumes me enough as a subject to wish to devote all of my mind to it.
And not least, there are family and friends who will join us during this time. So that it is not just a time of putting out, but also a time of listening and relearning how to listen all over again. Something that all writers, make that all people, must do from time to time.
So then, a lot to look forward to.
I shall leave in a little over a week and return to England in early September, when blogging will recommence on a regular basis. In the meantime, have a good summer.