Double Double Trouble

First, I manage to organise a music fest on the same day as Bob Dylan headlines a festival down the road (see yesterday's post). Then I find I've done it again.

I'm still finishing off the tweaks on my novel Like A Flower, when I find that a book called Like A Flower has just been published.

When I chose the title — and theme — of my book at the beginning of 2011, I checked everywhere to make sure nobody else had used it.

But Sandra Sabatini's Like A Flower has been published since then. I can hardly be too cross. Sabatini's book is subtitled My Years Of Yoga With Vanda Scaravelli. And it is absolutely beautiful to read and to look at.

Scaravelli was an amazing teacher who developed a "yoga with no name", concentrating on the awakening of the spine and working in harmony with gravity. I was fortunate enough to be able to study for a few years with one of her "disciples", Sophy Hoare, another remarkable yoga teacher, who still informs my own yoga practice.

Since Sabatini's Like A Flower is a non-fiction yoga book and my Like A Flower is a novel, I guess they can co-exist. I hope so because, without giving away too much, my title became the whole point of my book, so no other will really do.