Spud books by John van de Ruit

1 November 2010

MOVIE MUSING

I spend a considerable portion of my time on Earth pondering life’s lesser insanities. It really is one of the few downsides of having an unrecognised job, along with the frequent discovery that its noon and you’re still wearing your pyjamas.

20 April 2010

ICARUS ALLSORTS

It's been a rather momentus week in many ways: Spud wrapped up filming on Sunday in Durban, my trip to the London bookfair was cancelled due to an Icelandic Volcano, and today is Spud's and my birthday. (For the second year in a row the little bastard received more birthday greetings than i did.)

3 February 2010

THE POTATO MOVIE AND OTHER MUSINGS.

It’s been a while since I last indulged in a spot of blogging – 2009 in fact. I trust you all had a spankingly good holiday – although no doubt the memory of which has long receded in the mind. My festive season was a chaotic affair, mainly due to the fact that Jules and I moved into a new house. It was sad to leave Wombat’s flat and Wombat’s ghost behind, but neither seemed to take offence at our hasty exit.

13 October 2009

Hello all.

For those who have read my blogs, books, or more rarely, seen a play that I have written, will know that absurdity, madness and exaggeration cling to my missives like a suspect body odour.   In these times when the creative monster hibernates, I am able to look backwards and forwards and digest this rather peculiar world that I’ve stumbled into.

The end of the line

Greetings all. At last i have returned to Wombat's flat after finally slaying the beast that was the Learning to Fly book tour. It's been two months of adrenaline, joy and exhaustion, but how marvellous to have met so many people who have been moved in some way by my books. As i've said before, writing is a lonely business, not just because it is a a solitary pursuit, but rather because you never experience a reaction to any particular line that you have written.

Frankenstein's Back!

Man those luscious days in Cambodia and Thailand feel like some time ago now. In fact even the Cape Town Book Fair has receded into the throbbing haze of talks, interviews and book signings. But let me resume from the very beginning and stagger forward in an orderly fashion.

The Launch (Jozi Part 1)

Armed with a decent suntan, three signing pens, and a bubbly SE Asian inspired mojo, I set off for Johannesburg unsure of what to expect.

Sure I knew there was some anticipation about the new book, and yes I was warned that the launch may be a sizeable affair, but nobody gave me the category 12 hurricane warning! My first interview was meant to be a fifteen minute spot on the Rude Awakening on 94.7. It turned into a two and a half hour radio jamboree with Jozi's craziest people.

Cape Town Bookfair

After 5 days in freezing Jozi I flew South to beautiful Cape Town with British author Adele Parks. We didn't stop talking (although she spoke far more than me) from the moment we were picked up from the hotel until we had been deposited in our hotel at the Cape Town convention centre. We covered all areas of life from the publishing industry in Serbia to the sex of Ricky Gervais's cat. Marvellous stuff.

Cape Town Continued....

After the book fair I was wheeled into a van and driven around the mountain to a new hotel - this time in stunning Claremont. My publishers took pity on my withered right hand and sent me off for the first ever right arm massage which was like heaven. Unfortunately I had nothing else to complain about after that so I immediately perked up and whistled annoyingly in the corridors at all times.

2nd June 2009

This may surprise you, but the over riding feeling i have after returning home to Durban after two months in Asia, is one of order. Now order isn't a word one usually associates with South Africa - but there you have it. I am once again struck by the degree to which afro-pessimism frames so many people's views when compartmentalizing our country. The other thing i have noticed since returning home, is the level of hype and anticipation about Learning To Fly. I expected a storm but this is looking more and more like a category 5 hurricane with a chip on its shoulder.

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