Delighted to be talking about The Pimlico Kid (and Pimlico) on Tuesday 2 July with top Londoner, Robert Elms on BBC Radio London 94.9
Delighted to be talking about The Pimlico Kid (and Pimlico) on Tuesday 2 July with top Londoner, Robert Elms on BBC Radio London 94.9
By happy coincidence, my novel will publish in July during the marvellous The South West Festival (28-14 July), featuring London’s finest village: Pimlico.
On the evening of Wednesday 3 July, I’ll be at Pimlico Library to talk about the book and to meet some old (and, I hope, new) friends.
It couldn’t be a more appropriate venue, given that few experiences have done more for me than reading (often all day), studying and borrowing books at Westminster Libraries. I’d be very happy to see you if you can call in (booking is necessary): http://southwestfest.org.uk/swf/index.php/whats/book-launch-pimlico-kid-barry-walsh/?eID=93
I’ve kept a journal, on and off, since reading Dorothea Brande’s Becoming a Writer many, many years ago. Unlike André Gide, whose journals I’ve been re-reading, nothing I’ve written will see the light of day. My ‘journal’ has mainly featured either the simple (but not easy) discipline of writing what usually turn out to be rather incoherent ‘morning pages’, or the exasperated attempts to write anything at all to jab away at the logjam when the words of my novel won’t come. Nevertheless, no matter how embarrassing the rereads prove to be, there is, occasionally, a thought or an idea that’s worth hanging on to. And most of the time the process gets me ‘at it’ again.
I think Gide (pictured with his daughter) summed it up accurately:
“I must struggle by every means against the breaking up and scattering of my thoughts. It is for this reason that I have harnessed myself to this journal again, without any pleasure but as a means of getting myself into the spirit of work.”
Apologies for recent silence but I’ve been off-line since 1 May after losing my phone line and internet connection to someone claiming to live at my address. A cautionary tale of which more later.