For my WIP I needed some quotes from the French classic poet Baudelaire – his ‘Flowers of Evil’. I bought it dead cheap in Waterstones and was dipping into it on the bus home when a strange woman (ugly, but maybe beautiful inside) sat next to me, even though there were plenty of vacant seats. She immediately quoted verses in French! No idea if they were correct ie from Baudelaire, but she didn’t stop… When I disembarked I wasn’t sure if I’d been in the presence of a cultural beacon or a mad woman!
Far be it for me to blow my own trumpet, but I was flattered today by comments from the editor at DDP who is working on my Exit, Pursued by a Bee scifi novel and who read my Abandoned short story about a tower crane driver deserted by his wife on the ground and by his workmates in the air. I’ll let you read what he kindly said:
