Isn't the world just too full of displacement activities? I have noticed that the more I Tweet the less I write. The less I write the more I shop online. The more I shop online the more journalism I have to write to pay for the rubbish I buy. It's a flickering downward spiral of words, Adobe Flash and neon yellow shoes. (Hated neon yellow all my life, now, oddly, love it. Why is that?)
I will also blame the unfinished book on the fact that I've been helping pull together the debut Queen's Park literary festival - Sat June 11, in the park. Put it in your diaries. I'll be there. More enticingly so will Sebastian Faulks, Tasmina Perry, Christina Hopkinson, Geraint Anderson, the brilliant Peep Show writers and many others.
Ooo. Shall I Tweet that?
