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I was delighted on 18 October to read from my Berlin thriller Blood Summit in Innsbruck.
The reading took place at the magnificent Stadtbibliotek
Q&A afterwards with Andrew Milne-Skinner
Questions were incisive and challenging
Afterwards I signed copies of “Blood Summit” and “Seven Hotel Stories”
As I mentioned in my curtain-raising post (links in bold italics are to other posts on this site), the reading was organised by the excellent English Reading Circle in Innsbruck. I am particularly grateful to Maria Kandolf-Kühne, who brought the book to the Reading Circle and suggested I do a reading in Innsbruck; and to Andrew and Sandra Milne-Skinner, who were instrumental in setting things up.
If you want to know more about Blood Summit, see my blog Blood Summit: the US President in the killing chair. It is available from English language bookshop Shakespeare & Company at Sterngasse 2 in central Vienna, or from Amazon. If you have a book group, you may like to read my blog post Blood Summit: Reading Group Questions.
I also presented in Innsbruck my recently-published paperback of Seven Hotel Stories. It seemed to go down well.
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What if technological innovation was so all-transforming that it reversed the advance of civilisation?
It has happened before.
In recent centuries we’ve got used to the idea that technical innovations – the steam engine, electricity, air travel, antibiotics, contraception, the Internet – mean that “Things can only get better”.
Tell that to the collapsing dregs of the Roman Empire. Or the Aztecs. (more…)
I wrote a while ago about “7 ways to explain the meaning of life“.
I said that the meaning of life would emerge around 80% of the way through my novel Biotime; and that it involved “Come Celebrate with Us” and “The Kiss”.
Wiener Secession, 2015 – Photo: Robert Pimm
I recently visited Vienna and was delighted to find that the wonderful Secession building built in 1897 by Joseph Maria Olbrich had got a new basement (confession: it actually opened in 1986 when I was living in Vienna, but I never got around to visiting it). Better still, that basement houses Gustav Klimt’s magnificent Beethoven frieze, (more…)
I wrote last week how we all have a limited number of years, months, weeks and days to live.
My blog Read this now – before you waste more of your precious life pointed out that most of us feel short of time; and are not sure how to spend what time we have.
So what would happen in a world where some people were able to live for hundreds of years. What leisure activities would they seek? Read on:
Edited excerpt from “Biotime” Chapter 15
KY Sutanto had visited London many times. But this was his first venture to the district called “South of the River”. (more…)
We all have a limited number of years, months, weeks and days to live.
So why should we spend that time waiting for a red London bus?
My recent blog Read this now – before you waste more of your precious life pointed out that most of us feel short of time; and are not sure how to spend what time we have. I also noted that my novel Biotime (hit link to read) explored 5 ways wealth and creativity can’t mix (links in bold italics are to other posts on this site).
The conclusions of Biotime are good news for poor people.
So where do London buses come in? (more…)
Have you ever wondered: “what shall I do today?”
Or even: “what shall I do now?”
It’s one of life’s mysteries that:
– we all have a limited number of years, months, weeks and days to live;
– we all want to make the most of that time;
– many of us feel short of time to do the things we want;
– and yet… when we do have some free time, we’re not sure what to do with it.
It depends how you look at it. Anish Kapoor in Istanbul. Photo: Robert Pimm
Part of the problem is excess choice. Twenty years ago, I had a job where I flew regularly between London and the Far East in business class. I had a busy job, and I used to relish the thought of a 15-hour flight with no disturbances and a host of pleasures on-tap. But when I settled down into my comfy seat on the plane, I sometimes found myself overwhelmed by a kind of existential panic. Should I (more…)
I’ve been serialising this story for several months now. I’m grateful to everyone who has logged on regularly to read the weekly droplets. I’m particularly grateful to those who have commented on how the novel might be improved. I’m still 100% open to comments, so please let me know if you like or hate the book. You can use the comment form at the foot of the page, or the “contact me” tab at the top.
I had been hoping to serialise as far as the introduction of the exceptionally wonderful Sandy Banks, but Sandy is obstinately refusing to appear in the novel and won’t make an entrance for a while yet. So the pleasures of Sandy; the Black Hole; Little England Airways; Kim 17 and Cody 22; El Gordo and the case of The Man Without a Past; The Long-Dead Masters of the Disharmonic Wave; more inappropriate cocktails (following up on the Mai Lai), including the Vodkatyn; the cigarette health warning that reads IGNITE THIS (more…)