On the first page of Silver and Salt there’s an epigraph taken from Browning. My novel began a long time ago, with a short story called the Glass-Bottomed Boat. When I wrote that story (a comic tale about a family holiday in Greece) I had no idea it would one day lose its comic thread, and grow into a novel. Partway through the auction for my first novel, when one of the bidders offered to buy two books rather than one, I was asked to produce a synopsis for a second novel overnight, and thought about The Glass Bottomed Boat.
My copy of David Mamet’s ‘Three Uses of the Knife’ is underlined in places, and certain pages are folded over. Sometimes when I go to take it down from the shelf, I feel like a cross-country skier reaching for wax. But rather than functioning as a piece of kit, it’s a book that answers questions about writing: it doesn’t so much tell you how it’s done, as why.
I like how he explains our need for stories: ‘Children jump around at the end of the day to expend the last of that day’s energy. The adult equivalent, when the sun goes down, is to create or witness drama – which is to say to order the universe into a comprehensible form.’
In her memoir, ‘What Language Do I Dream In?’ Elena Lappin recounts the tale of a novel being returned to her, years after she and her family had left behind their home in Prague.
I’ll leave you to read the story in its entirety (and if you’ve not already done so, would urge you to seek out the memoir) but I can tell you of my excitement on learning of Lappin’s ‘slim paperback with a shiny red, blue and white cover…’ slipping from its envelope, and my surprise at the twist borne by its blue-inked inscription, added to the title page by her brother. She says of the experience, ‘I was speechless.’
Julia Margaret Cameron championed errors. Her prints were contact prints, and her photographs made on glass. Starting out as a photographer at the age of 48, she used a coal-bunker for a darkroom, and a hen house as her studio.
An early reader of Silver and Salt wrote to me yesterday: ‘I would like to go to Pennerton.’
‘So would I!’ I wrote back, explaining there was no such place. The sprawling country house in Kent, where much of the novel is set, is made of fragments of memories of houses I’ve visited in my life. One New Year in my 20’s, I sang a concert in London and took a train to Somerset. I walked in the Quantocks every day of the week I was there. Happening upon Alfoxton House, one-time home to William and Dorothy Wordsworth, I found its gardens largely neglected.
‘If you wish to make an apple pie, you must first create the universe.’
The first episode of Sagan’s series, Cosmos, aired in September 1980. I came to it late, through the clip I’ve posted here which shows the work of John D. Boswell, a musician based in Washington. Almost all the samples and footage in A Glorious Dawn – Cosmos remixed (part of Boswell’s ‘Symphony of Science‘ project), are taken from Cosmos, and Stephen Hawking’s Universe (1987). Shown the clip one winter afternoon in a friend’s living room, I asked, who was this man, and where could I see more of him? The episode that hooked me most was the first: Sagan re-creates, through digital wizardry, the library at Alexandria.
One August in a Peloponnesian olive grove, I found this small, heavyish object hidden in the dry grass. I’ve no idea how long it had lain there; whether it was days, or years. The olive grove is where Ruthie and Vinny Hollingbourne live in Silver and Salt. When they were very young, their father built…
Wolfgang Suschitzky came to London (from Vienna via the Netherlands) in 1935. A prolific cameraman (Get Carter is one of the cult classics he helped create) and photographer, whose favourite of his own works was his portrait of Guy the Gorilla (1958), he died this month at the age of 104. I was drawn first…
To mark the forthcoming 10th anniversary of the relaunch of Vintage Classics, my publisher has invited each of its authors to select their 5 favourite books from the catalogue. The wonderful promise made in return is: ‘Whenever you press your copy into a friend’s hands or find it has wandered off your shelf onto someone…