Writing on Horseback

Anthony Trollope would have been a more consistent blogger than I.

“Trollope told me that he was a great reader, omnivorous as regards old plays and other-day romances. However, unlike many bookworms, he was anything but a mere absorbent, for he was always giving out, always writing, and he could do it anywhere. Erasmus’s Encomium was composed on horseback, and Trollope did some of the chapters of Barchester Towers on the ‘knife-board’ of a ‘bus. Fecundity in itself is a distinction, and he told me that he had written more books than any Englishman that had ever lived, but that if Mrs. Oliphant (so much admired by Kinglake) survived him she would soon surpass him. There was none of the sterility of genius about my friend Anthony.”
-F. Locker Lampson, My Confidences, 1896