The Egg Race - on your marks...

The sleepless nights have started. My second novel The Egg Race launches in the UK this week. And, no, I don’t feel in the least bit seasoned. In fact, it still feels like having a year’s homework hung out for inspection. It still feels like practising in public. So it’s hard to concentrate. I’m trying to avoid checking Amazon every twenty minutes for the latest micro-shifts up and down their sales chart – this way madness lies. But I may treat myself to a Tube poster site visit. Like last year, I will make myself look silly by taking a picture with my camera phone, only just resisting the urge to shout out to passers by, ‘That’s mine that is. I wrote that,’ like a deranged fantasist. But I did you know. In all good bookshops now...