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Join us as Angus Peter Campbell, author of Grian is Frasan, takes part in our series of quick-fire Q&As!
What is a quick-fire Q&A?
We have our interviewee pick a number at random and we ask them the general question listed next to it.
Shortly after we switch to asking book-specific questions, to give you a brief insight into our wonderful writers and their books.
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Truth, reducing, elegance, reading and music.
Would that include an author? Could I be F. Scott Fitzgerald? I wouldn't really want to be Gatsby, but, you know, with Fitzgerald, you know, what a brilliant book. I read it once a year just to kind of burn everything I've ever written.
Right here, in the moment, you know – mindfulness. Or lying on the Sìthean with my wellies on.
A pen. And paper.
The prophet Isaiah. Màiri Mhòr nan Òran. And my wife.
Shin e-nise. Which means ‘there you are now.’ I remember as a child – and as an adult – when you’d visit older people in their homes they’d make you a cup of tea and a scone and as you sat there talking now and again they’d say, sort of to themselves, ‘Shin e-nise’.
I think it had to do with silence. When folk had no TVs or radios or things like that making constant noise in the background, as you sat there in the silence you’d say ‘Shin e-nise’ now and again as a confirmation of the goodness of life.
The sound of poetry. I remember in primary school hearing,
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
I remember the teacher standing in front of us and chanting,
The rhythm went Dum-da-dum-da-dum-da-dum, which I loved – the music of poetry, as much as the content.
The ones that felt true and real and authentic. Which as a consequence made them a body of work, rather than individual things.
Just how astonishing and marvellous and strange their own lives are, and all our lives are.
I suppose love – and regret. And the older you get, I think you realise how much more generous you could have been.
It depends who they are. As a reader, you know, it's up to the reader or listener to embrace or reject what's there. I’m fairly cautious of critics. I'm not sure they always read the poems as poems, but as something else, which has got nothing to do with the poem.
