I’ll be talking about ‘going home again’ and all the bits and pieces that go into writing a book when my blog piece turns up at Tote Bags ‘n’ Blogs on Thursday. So check for it over there, please. Say hi. Be friendly!
I’m up to my neck in George, but I’m happy to report that Gunnar my dearly departed flatcoat retriever has come to my rescue. He told me this morning that George needed a dog. Boy, was he right.
And so, George got a dog. A dog named Gunnar. A flatcoat.
Imagine that.
And alll of a sudden it’s so much more fun to write because I get to spend time with Gunnar every day. And Gunnar is making George come alive. Well, he’s not yet because George is still in the hospital having had his near encounter with the truck.
But the fact that Gunnar is at George’s house means that George has a very definite human side to him that wasn’t quite so evident in the physics lab.
And his presence is requiring certain responses from Sophy. And she’s seeing a whole side of George she’s never quite believed in.
It’s lovely.
And I owe it all to Gunnar. Somehow I’m not surprised.
If you haven’t met Gunnar, but you want a retrospective, please go back to December 2008 on my blog and scrowl down to December 8th.
He’s worth the trip.
You can read a bit more about the background of it on Tote Bags Thursday. So, check it out!
