I made it to Edinburgh once again this year for the 2014 Edinburgh International Book Festival, and will be reporting from now on until its end in a week’s time. And just in case anyone still needs reminding, this is a critical month in a critical year for Scottish nationhood, cultural and otherwise, with the referendum on Scottish independence less than four weeks away. And yes, I missed George R.R. Martin, but there’s a real-life game of thrones happening right here right now – though with far more ink spilt than blood.
So far it’s as buzzy and lively as you’d expect an event of over 900 authors from 47 countries to be. Despite the rain. But then, it wouldn’t be Scotland without the rain, would it?
More very soon.