A recent post about why writers should read on FWJ wasn’t news to me – I’ve always presumed that all good writers must also be good readers. But I had an unusual experience last week, which put me off my regular evening reading session for a couple of days.
I’m an avid reader. I read on the train and the bus, in my lunch break if no colleagues are around to chat to, at night before I go to sleep, and anywhere I have time to kill – there’s always a …