I'm in Ireland for Christmas and my mother, an avid reader of what remains of this once-grand old blog, reminded me that I kinda left everyone on a bit of a cliffhanger with my last post. She's labouring under the delusion that anyone cares all that much, but in the event that anyone does, here goes:
I'm writing a book.
Yes, a book! One of those thick papery things on your bookshelf, written by people who had enough words in their head and enough belief in the importance of those words to convince someone to pay them to write it.
My book's not quite like that though. Although it is in some ways. It'll be thick and papery for sure. And some people might put it on a bookshelf. And while the words in it are mostly mine, they're also not really. You see, I am writing someone else's story. It's the story of a professional footballer and I am ghostwriting his autobiography. Exciting! And, also fun. Being a full-time writer is very close to the perfect job for me - I get to work from home, I don't have to deal with people and I decide my own hours. I know, I know, I had all of those luxuries in my previous jobs too. But they didn't involve writing a book!
So the reason for my panic was the fact that I was flying to Stoke to spend a whole weekend with this guy, interviewing him and pretty much finding out absolutely everything there was to know about him. Luckily, he's one of the friendliest and most down-to-earth people I have ever met, and I had a jolly good time. We both agree that the book should be more about his early life rather than his time as a footballer - footy autobiographies are ten a penny these days, and all a bit crap. So there'll be lots of focus on his time growing up in a dangerous suburb of Paris. There's something there for everyone, not just footy fans! So buy it please when it comes out!
Since my return from Stoke, I've been busy turning 60,000 words of interview transcripts into a book. I think I'm a little under halfway through now, and I am still very much enjoying the process. I'm finding wells of motivation that I never knew existed, as I positively spring out of bed at 0700 every morning to get working on it. I expect to be finished by mid-February at the latest, and it remains to be seen what will happen after that - another book? A return to translation? I would be more than content with either.
So there you go.