I have had a good week editing my WIP and also finalising the wording of the cover. I am hoping my dear friend and cover designer, Kate, will put up with my minor changes so I can soon show it off.
I need to reread the the manuscript and then send it back to my editor. I hope that I can then publish it within a few months. It has taken over two years to get this far but so many other things got in the way and it needed a complete rewrite from the time I last sent it to my editor. It took time to understand the focus of the story as strange as that may sound. I do now understand and it has helped enormously.
Since we moved, I have been delighted with the books I have found on my local library’s e-book site. This year, I have read so many excellent and excitingly unusual books, some of which I have shared on my blog. This one has the capacity to be up there in my all-time top ten favourites. I loved the author’s previous book, Boy Swallows Universe but this one, All the Shimmering Skies by Trent Dalton is more than extraordinary. His characters are beyond idiosyncratic yet wholly empathetic and the setting changes from an old graveyard to the magnificence of the Northern Territory in 1942 after the bombing of Darwin. Molly, a twelve year old grave digger’s daughter, is a heroine beyond my wildest imaginings. I love the mysticism in Dalton’s stories. I compare them to those of the best Latin American authors, Marquez, Allende and Coelho.
I am still wanting to read some other Australian books Wolfe Island by Lucy Treloar and The Survivors by Jane Harper are on my tbr pile. It looks like I shall have lots of exciting reading lined up for the winter.
But first the harvesting of apples and pears. The William pears have gone, I picked the last Comice pears off a new pear tree today and the first Conference pears. There are so many to pick. It looks like we have one quince so doubtful that I will be able to make quince jelly this year. The trees are all going to be pruned on October 6th so we have a lot of work ahead and I am still digging that potato patch.
I ate our first grapes this week and tried a tiny peach. Maybe tomorrow’s will be better. But to eat apples, pear, plum, strawberries, raspberries, peach and grape – all home gown in one day is a gift I never imagined a year ago.