I’ve been working on a new novel, but when I’m not writing, I’ve been out in my garden. It feels like mid-summer in our little corner of the world: cloudless skies and warm breezes, butterflies and birds. A pair of Brewer’s Blackbirds have built a nest in my hedge, and they swear furiously at me as I dig in the dirt — I think I’ve already picked up a few curse words in bird-tongue.
If you wish to stay in touch, the best place to find me is Twitter, at @kimbannerman. My brain is so scattered lately, 280 characters is the maximum limit for my attention span.