I went to go buy my mascara reward, and then I got distracted by bookshop shiny. I mean, I could either buy my expensive mascara, or a book and a less expensive mascara.
Well, since the book in question was this:
There was basically no competition.
There are handful of books which both kill me and inspire me: Tender is the Night, Dogsbody, and Imajica.
If I could ever have a tenth – nay, a fingernail clipping’s worth – of the talent Clive Barker has, then I’d basically be supercat.
Anyway, I bought my book (and my mascara) and went to sit down alone at a coffee shop to read. I probably haven’t read Imajica in about a decade, and from the very first page I sat there going FUCK FUCK FUCK in equal parts jealousy and inspiration.
So nothing’s changed there. There’s a line on every page that makes me want to kill myself and/or start writing again. Seriously, Clive Barker is one of the few famous-type peeps I’d meet and be totally brain-dead and just say uuuhhhhh at.
The bookshop I went to was Bargain Books at Bayside mall in Blouberg, and I’m just giving them a shout-out because the staff were really helpful and nice, and the prices were reasonable. I’d definitely shop there again.