I think it's fairly unlikely that I will become a regular Goodreads blogger, but every now and then I do feel like writing something. Hmm, that is, writing something other than the current books, stories and other fiction I always have simmering away.
I've been reading lots of old books recently, some old favourites like the Psmith and Uncle Fred books by P. G. Wodehouse but also some Anthony Trollope for the first time, working my way through the Barsetshire series and some of the Palliser books. Most of the latter I read on my iphone, while travelling to and from the UK for the Edinburgh International Book Festival and some events in the south-west of England. I think Trollope, who by all accounts considered himself a commercial author would be quite pleased to have his books read more than a century later in a new way. I shall have to bury a shilling to his ghost so he gets his share.
Now, back to my own work . . .