Yesterday I spent a stimulating day in London with a wonderful
friend talking about books, plots, stories and the future for authors.
More of this in a later post.
made me think how amazing bookshops are, and how they
could never disappear. Just being
surrounded by so many books was actually quite awe-inspiring and reminded me of
the reason I became a writer in the first place – because I was inspired by
books.
I was looking forward to the lovely cakes but had to
decline, since every single cake that day contained nuts. Walnuts, almonds, pistachios…Even the quiche
had pinenuts. So not a place for allergy
sufferers.
However, our first stop for coffee had been the splendid Renaissance Hotel near St Pancras.
Designed by Sir George Gilbert Scott, this building is a stunning piece of Victorian architecture. The
atmosphere, attention to detail and interior design tricks you into thinking you have
stepped into the past, with jazz music from the 1930s playing in the background. A great place to write, both in the smaller
room by the entrance and the bustle of the upstairs bar and lounge by the station.
Cafes, hotels, coffee and writers seem to go together. Perfectly.
