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June 5, 2010 by Richard Wright in Journal, Life

Apparently, I am still having one, behind all these blog posts about books and writing.  As is often the way, several books have come due at once, hence a plethora of posts in which I try to do my bit to tell people about them.  More of that at the end of the post.

In real life though, well, life goes on.  New Delhi has quietly become the city I’m living in, rather than somewhere I just happen to be.  I hesitate to use the word ‘home’, with all the associated implications, but it’s close.  Random cows in the street are no longer a surprise every time I wander past one.  When a herd of cows wandering through a shopping district doesn’t make you stop and stare, I feel you can reasonably say that you’ve adjusted a bit to living in India.

That said, towards the end of the month we’ll be jumping on a plane to spend a couple of weeks back in Scotland.  I haven’t been away long enough to say that I’ve missed it, especially now I’m familiar enough with Delhi to be able to do or get most of the things I could do or get back in Glasgow, but I’m looking forward to the break.  Specifically, I’m looking forward to the following, in no particular order:

  • Eating cows, instead of navigating my around them.  I want beef.  Lots of beef.  Burgers, steaks, beefy beef.  I miss beef.  There will be a bovine massacre of epic proportions when I touch down.
  • Having weather.  Delhi in June is just too hot.  Sometimes it’s hot with a hot, dusty breeze.  Other times it’s hot and skin-fryingly sunny.  Very occasionally it’s hot with tiny, teasing splatters of rain that evaporate again as soon as they touch the ground.  I want two weeks of not quite this hot, and possibly even a bit wet.
  • Drinking dark beer in proper pubs.  Not much bar-hopping in Delhi, unless you like drinking in upmarket hotels.  I want a real pub, that stills smells faintly of the cigarettes smoked there five years ago, with a toilet where staff don’t follow you around to make sure your have hot towel needs are met before you realise you even have any.

I’m sure there are other things too, which I’ll only realise I miss on stumbling across them, but the above is a good start.  So, anybody reading this from Glasgow?  How’s the summer?  Are there any cows left, or have you eaten them all?

Another bit about books:

Are you, like me, an adopter of all things Apple, and the owner of an iPhone or iPad?  I’ve just discovered that the Dark Faith anthology is available as an app .  It’s the real thing, the complete book, downloadable for $4.99 or £2.99.  That’s a cheap as it’s going to get, and you get a real stack of fiction for your green, including my short story ‘Sandboys’.  You can be reading it in all of thirty seconds, just by clicking this link.  I loves the interweb.

Hiram Grange and the Nymphs of Krakow is very nearly here.  That means, for an author, it’s time to start finding ways to tell people it exists.  Among the tools of the trade is the review, and Shroud and I will be approaching places we know very soon indeed to try and garner some.  That leaves places we don’t know.  Are you a reviewer?  Would you like a (very pretty) pdf of the press release and the actual novella?  If so, drop me a line (or leave a comment below and I’ll get back to you asap).  Thanks!

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