For once, not about a book I have read, but random thoughts provoked by a book I have published. Couldn't really let it pass unmentioned on this self-proclaimed book blog, could I?
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What’s so special about a book? If I were to tot up the words I have written, at school, at university, in notes taken, in letters (yes, I remember those…), in exams, in birthday cards, emails, blog posts, facebook updates, tweets, and, of course, in the workplace in myriad reports, administrative notes, drafts for others to sign, brochures, the website… the quantity would surely be War and Peace hundreds of times over. And yet, alongside this humungous mass of verbiage, the 70,000 or so words I have written for a single purpose will be marked out as special.