Robert Louis Stevenson Day

Today is RLS Day, a celebration of our wonderful Robert Louis Stevenson. I wrote this wee post on him last year. I love this photo in Samoa, and this one too. A remarkable man, I wish I could have met him.  I can relate so much  to the being  in bed writing (though he is playing an instrument here). 

As an aside, was shortlisted for the RLS writing prize, a long time ago.

Storytelling (4)

Been resting for days to be okay for some storytelling today at 4pm at the Edinburgh Book Festival. *I like how the banner photo makes me look like I was standing - I was sitting and managed to kick a glass of water over during the reading, naturally.

I'm very proud to be doing this wee ten minute book fest slot today. Take note, Wessely school: people with this illness do everything they can to achieve, in spite of it all!!! (Just realised am shelved above James Joyce, that makes me smile.)

I feel like a bad citizen. My library books are overdue - can't renew them online as others want them - but I've had to measure out energy like gold coins and am not certain I'll get them back by the end of the week.