Hay, or Why Golden Can Never Stay With Me Again
My good mate Chris Golden came to stay with us for a couple of days after his Guest of Honour stint at Fantasycon. We were both tired from the weekend – add on top of that Chris’s jet lag – so we decided to have a leisurely day on Monday in Hay on Wye. For anyone who’s never heard of it, it’s a small town in the Welsh hills with about 35 bookshops.
Yes, you read that right.
And of course, what we both needed after a weekend at Fantasycon was the opportunity to spend more money on books.
But Chris insisted. It’s all his fault, really. That’s what I told my wife, at least. I’d bought about ten books at Fantasycon, and in Hay I bouth another twenty (you just can’t not buy them!). At my current reading rate that’s about 8 month’s supply, on top of the probably 1,000 books I haven’t yet read. Do the math in too much detail, and it all gets a little depressing …
Recent acquisitions include books by Ken Bruen, Ed Gorman, Walter Mosley, Dennis Lehane, Mark Chadbourn, James Lee Burke, and Joe Lansdale. Oh yes.
We had a great couple of days. We got some work done, too, though most of it consisted of chatting over current project THE SECRET JOURNEYS OF JACK LONDON in the car or over drinks. (The book, by the way, is progressing extremely well, and it’s going to be a fantastic looking publication … more details as and when the time comes).
It’s been a good couple of weeks. On top of all this, I sold some more novels, details of which I’ll post here as soon as the ink’s dry and I get permission from the publishers. Suffice to say, I’m a happy puppy, and anyone who enjoys the collaborations I write with Chris, or my solo fantasy novels, will be happy too.
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