n a Western society, words are everywhere. Adverts on the tube, bus on billboards. There are words on our mobile phones, we can get apps which tell us the latest news, which tells us what is trending and which celebrity is pregnant, has been arrested or has overdosed...
On Friday 7th March, a new list will enter the cultural domain, a list that will no doubt fuel heated debate and produce many a column inch over the coming weeks.
The most interesting part of a publishing conference is normally the wrap-up session. By then, you have worked out that all the authors are in the same boat: i.e. hoping to be mainstream published, but meanwhile contemplating going Indie.
Alongside my more traditional literary fiction, novels such as Foxy-T (Faber and Faber), I have been writing short stories about art for a few years now. Perhaps that sounds odd: writing fiction about art. Isn't that (to quote Martin Mull) 'like dancing about architecture'?
I sincerely hope that J.K. Rowling never stops writing and I am hugely excited about the publication of The Silkworm. Having immortalised her as the greatest writer to have ever lived, the press is unfortunately now looking for a wholly unfair excuse to tear her down. Without her books I know I would not be the person I am today.