Guardian Masterclass

So, this weekend I've been teaching. I like teaching, I find it incredibly stimulating to sit in a room with a few like-minded writers, each sharing our experience, thoughts and stories about writing. Sometimes it's almost as if I'm not a 'teacher' as much as a facilitator - all I can really do is offer my advice and talk about things that work for me, or that I've seen work for other people, and in this way help people to look at the options they have and perhaps inspire them to go home and try something new, or at least a little differently. The fact remains, and I truly believe this, that while I can offer pointers, or advice, the ONLY way to learn to write is to sit at the desk with a pen or your keyboard and WRITE, so if this weekend has at least inspired the students to go home and really get stuck into their projects then I consider that a good outcome.

Helen Dunmore was my other tutor on this course, and she led a fascinating discussion about ambiguity in narration, though of course we also touched on lots of other topics, including the autobiographical elements that can creep into our work, and how we must not define ourselves too strictly as a certain 'type' of writer. Her new book, written for Hammer, is called The Greatcoat and is an example. It's a ghost story, something which Helen told us she didn't necessarily think she'd ever write, and she also found herself producing a quite detailed outline early on in the writing of it, which is something she doesn't normally do. In this way the book was a departure for her in terms of both subject/form and process, and we could all tell from the way she spoke about it that she'd thoroughly enjoyed that aspect of writing the book. It does us all good to try things new occasionally I think, and she also extolled the virtues of what she called 'playing' occasionally. She recommended we all spend half a regular half hour writing just for the sake of writing, with no view to turning what we write into anything necessarily. Creative writing exercises, can be good for this, or just 'free writing' whatever comes to mind. It all oils the machine and can be lots of fun, plus it's enormously freeing to know that no one will ever see what we write and we can do just what we like.

So, I've created a file on my computer called 'Play', and I'm going to start right now...

Number one, again, and number 10!

On Tuesday I had the news that this week Before I Go to Sleep will spend it's sixth week at the top of the Sunday Times paperback charts here in the UK! Apparently this is the longest unbroken run at number one in over 5 years! Once again I'd like to thank everyone who's bought and enjoyed the book - it really means a lot to me. What made it particularly special was that on the same day I also saw someone sitting opposite me on the underground, reading the book. A long time ago, when I first found out it was going to be published, I had a think about what 'success' would look like, and I decided it would be when I saw someone, a stranger, reading the book. In my head it was always on a train, so that moment in particular felt like a dream come true.

And then, last night, I heard that the book has debuted on the New York Times paperback bestseller list at number 10! Pheonomenal....!

Guardian Masterclass

Just a quick reminder that I'll be teaching on a Guardian Masterclass - "Discovering the Novelist Within" -  along with the fantastic Helen Dunmore, on 25th and 26th February. There are only a few places on the course and they're selling fast, but take a look here.

Oslo

I took a walk to the harbour front here in Oslo yesterday. It's certainly cold here, but very beautiful, and here by the water there was an odd sense of being on the edge of the wilderness. I know that's not necessarily the case, but still I think this is as far north as I've ever been, and I had visions of climbing onboard and setting off for the ice floes!

It's been a good trip, but with precious little time to explore. I hope to come back, and next time with a thicker jumper...

Oslo

I'm in Oslo at the moment, where it's cold, snowy and very beautiful. Here'a what Before I Go to Sleep (Før Jeg Sovner) looks like here - it was published last week...

Staines

I spent yesterday evening in Staines library, where I was doing an event. There was a good crowd, and it was particularly enjoyable answering people's questions about Before I Go to Sleep. It's always really nice when people tell me how much they've enjoyed the book, and when the organisers have also laid on a spread (sandwiches and cake, plus wine) what's not to love?

What I've been up to today.

Today, the weather in London has been dreadful. So much rain, skies the colour of ash, a pallor hanging over the city that made it just seem...well... dreary. So I've stayed in all afternoon, trying to get on with work, and also thinking about this blog.

I never intended it to be what I think it's becoming -  a sort of dumping ground for news about Before I Go to Sleep for those who haven't read, or aren't inclined to read, my website. I always intended it to be more personal, somewhere I could jot random musings that didn't seem to fit anywhere else, but time factors mean those posts are currently few and far between.

So, what can I do about it? Well, I've made the decision to try to post short entries, but more often. I've  downloaded an app to my phone which will mean I can post on the move (but will probably also mean my posts will be littered with typos - I don't think my fingers are particularly fat, but just can't seem to get on with 'phone keyboards) . We'll see how it goes. Beware, though. There may be photos...