I spent Monday working on the plot of Nine Lives (it turns out I wasn't ready to put pen to paper after all) and then yesterday plunged back into the world of Before I Go to Sleep. I had a meeting to discuss the jacket design, one that I went to with no small amount of anxiety. What if I didn't like it? Would I be able to sit there, next to the designer who had worked so hard, and say 'No! I hate it!' (or even, 'Well...er... it's sort of kind of... ok... I suppose... maybe?'). No, of course I wouldn't. But in the end I needn't have worried. Though it's still in its early stages (far too early for me to post a picture here) I can report that the cover design is going to be stunning and I'm very happy indeed.
And now, today, I find that the local newspaper in the town where I grew up, is running with the 'Midlands Medic/Hollywood' story. You can read it here. It's weird, seeing these newspapers run with what is essentially the same story, all with slightly different quotes and emphases. The Express and Star has me as coming from Amblecote (not strictly true, and certainly not something I said to Dalya when she interviewed me a couple of weeks ago) and it seems I'm now a definitely a medic, which to me implies a doctor, which I'm not. (In fact I'm a Clinical Scientist - a profession which includes microbiologists, biochemists, toxicologists and so on - people who are often sitting in a laboratory with petri dishes and samples, though in my case (Audiology) I spent my time working directly with patients in a sound proofed room). I won't get upset, though. As errors go, these things are reassuringly trivial....
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