I'm chuffed to be chairing Crime in the Caves on 21 October, as part of Unputdownable, for the Bristol Festival of Literaure. Early signs are that it will involve wellies, a headlamp torch and crime's coolest beard-wearer, Stav Sherez.
Our third adventure underground. The depths of crime should never see the light of day. Or should they? Highly gifted authors from indie publisher Faber, on the dark side of humanity. With Bristol professional actors voicing the performances.
In the meantime, I'm all about short stories:
"An evening with five local authors and entertaining performers - Philip Douch, Louise Gethin, Kevlin Henney and Sarah Hilary are introduced by the Winterbourne short fiction writer Pauline Masurel. Listen to their short stories and why they love the rich variety of the short story form. Booking required, cost £2, refreshments available, not suitable for those under 14."
Who could resist? I'll be reading Udumbara in Lytham St Anne's and hoping not to upset any of the over 14 year olds in the audience who own caravans and know a thing or two about chemical lavatories. I'll also be jamming with the other writers about why short stories are so damn good. This could take a while. Do come if you can.
In other news, I've now moved to Bath which is a city so enticingly lovely it's a bit of a struggle to sit down and write. Luckily, there are any number of great cafes to work in; failing that, I may hire a houseboat on the canal, or ask our neighbour to build me a writing shed.
Next up: I'm doing an interview for Lloyd Paige about Someone Else's Skin and its follow up. More about that very soon.