EVEN MORE BRILLIANT BOOKS

I can\’t keep up, I really can\’t. Every time I go near Waterstones, I come across more brilliant things to read.
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My eyes look like boiled eggs in tomato sauce and I\’ve got a cracking headache because I spent the day reading \”The Social Animal\” by David Brooks – which deals with the astonishing powers of our unconscious mind and how best to make it work for us… Which sounds about as much fun as endoscopy, but is in fact quite unputdownable because he uses a lovely light witty touch in his writing and tells the story of two people while he\’s doing it.
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Meanwhile what I ought to be doing is generating lists of people to send advance copies of my book. The Poetry Diet is about to be published by local micropublishers Thingley Press and as I\’m doing the marketing and publicity, I\’m having to do all the stuff that corporate publishers are supposed to do. Not that they really do it nowadays, unless you\’re their Book of the Month and they\’ve paid for a lot of prime spots in supermarkets.
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So I\’ve got a lot to learn. Any suggestions?

PUBLISHING \”THE POETRY DIET\”

Or \”Why don\’t we all just wear corsets..?\” I believe that in today\’s literary marketplace there is room for a book of mildly pornographic poetry about chocolate, sex, food, bodies, food, dieting and chocolate. With recipes.
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If you have ever looked in the mirror and winced, struggled not to eat every chocolate in the box, been too intimidated by coat-hanger-shaped shop assistants to go into certain clothes shops… This book is for you.
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Thingley Press (West Country micropublishers extraordinaire) are bringing it out soon. It\’s not on their website yet because it\’s not quite finished, but it will be.
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The really great thing is that recent research has shown that simply reading poetry about chocolate will make you feel as if you just ate some.
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Honest.

Wadebridge Bookshop and Thingley Press

Only just got round to visiting Wadebridge, despite it being home to the wonderful Wadebridge Bookshop, despite living in Cornwall for 18 years so far… How did I manage to end up tootling round St Columb swearing at the place for having no signposts – until I found one? Not at all sure, might be something to do with customary Cornish abstemiousness over signs on crucial roundabouts? Road rage? Moi? No, I suffer from absent-signpost rage.
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The aim was to support Thingley Press\’s launch of the ABC Animals books, wittily illustrated (by Hermione Skrine) stories for kids about Alana the Angy Alligator, Bertie Bullfrog and the Bullies, Charlie the Cheating Cheetah – all by Emma Tofi. I bought all three for my nephew in New York and clogged up the till chatting to the owner about Independent Bookshop Week, starting 18th June.
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This massive change to the blog is due to my friend the Financial Hack being brave enough to tell me some home truths about how my blog wasn\’t working for me. So it\’s all his fault.
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No. I\’m not sulking. Not at all. Well yes.