This afternoon I’m working on some blank books for a local history centre/museum/craft space here in the far north Highlands. I’m not really sure why, because these things are so much work that there’s no profit motive at all (especially when you remove the consignment commission).
I guess it’s about belonging a bit more to this community, so having visible work here is some tangible proof to point to, rather than nodding at the invisible friend of my copywriting work and past novels.
