I am nervous about revealing too much about my new work. I have to be at least a hundred pages into a book before I am confident that I can stay the course. I can say, however, that like Mr Blackwood’s Fabularium, it will be a piece of ‘portfolio fiction’ in which a longer narrative is made up of a series of shorter ones. Researches so far have taken me into the court of the Emperor Rudolf II in Prague, a Parisian salon of the belle époque and Wewelsburg Castle, the ideological training centre for Himmler’s SS. It is made up of sixteen episodes in the life of a mysterious book, not unlike the famous Voynich Manuscript, which turns up in a London auction house. Much mutilated, it hints through its marginal notes and library stamps at a varied and tumultuous history.