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Following the success of his Oakes books, Gardner continued to write with new characters: Derek Torry, Herbie Kruger, and the Railton family, which he intended as more serious works in the spy novel genre. Gardner also wrote three novels using the character of Professor Moriarty from the Sherlock Holmes series. The third of this series, titled simply Moriarty, was delayed due to a dispute with the publisher, but was finally released shortly after his death. In 1981, Gardner was asked to revive Ian Fleming's James Bond series of novels.

When hired to begin a new series of James Bond novels, author John Gardner was tasked with updating James Bond and his allies and transporting them into the 1980s.

"I described to the Glidrose Board how I wanted to put Bond to sleep where Fleming had left him in the sixties, waking him up now in the 80s having made sure he had not aged, but had accumulated modern thinking on the question of Intelligence and Security matters. Most of all I wanted him to have operational know-how: the reality of correct tradecraft and modern gee-whiz technology."
—John Gardner

Updating the time frame to the 1980s, Gardner's series picks up the career of James Bond some years after the Fleming novels ended. Due to the time frame change, Gardner's series suggests that Fleming's stories took place in the 1960s and 70s, rather than the 1950s and 60s. Likewise with James Bond, his companions and allies, specifically those working for the British Secret Service such as M, Bill Tanner, Miss Moneypenny, and Q are also all transported to the 1980s, although Q is rarely mentioned and is mostly substituted by Ann Reilly, a genius of gadgetry who is promptly nicknamed "Q'ute" by fellow workers as well as Bond, not long before being added to Bond's long list of romantic conquests.

"I'm always conscious when I'm doing Bond that he is not mine. I have to keep a slight distance from him because he is somebody else's creation, and not my own."
—John Gardner, Bondage # 14, 1985

"Gardner went on to write 16 Bond novels, four more than Fleming. All 16 are readable, yet all are dogged by silliness: Bond gets chummy with an unconvincing Maggie Thatcher in Win Lose Or Die; half of Scorpius takes place in the glamourous locale of Chippenham. The novels were a three-way trade-off between Gardner, Gildrose and the American publisher Putnam. Gardner would spend six weeks writing each novel; Putnam would spend six months adjusting it to their requirements. By publication Americanisms were everywhere: a waiter wears "pants" in The Man From Barbarossa; Bond asks "what's up?" in Brokenclaw. Even worse were the titles (1987's Win Lose Or Die pales in comparison to Putnam's suggestion: Oh No, Mr Bond)."
—James Harker in The Guardian, Thursday 2 June 2011

"The John Gardner books? So far I haven't—I felt there were certain elements in them that were good, but not something that is fully adaptable."
—Michael Wilson, Eon producer/writer

"I thought the first one wasn't good... And I think the second one... is even worse!"
—Kingsley Amis

The writer has been doing research for a novel about a 'complex, troubled Bond'. And he knows how to keep his cards close to his chest. Susie Mesure meets William Boyd

by Susie Mesure, The Independent, Sunday, 16 Dec 2012

For such an expansive chap, William Boyd is being annoyingly evasive. I'm digging for a titbit about his latest novel, a new James Bond book, but the prolific novelist is playing his cards closer to his chest than the secret agent himself. I have, I realise, gone about this interview all wrong. We're sitting in the upstairs living room of Boyd's Chelsea townhouse. I'd hoped the cosy setting, which has the unlikely feel of a French farmhouse-cum-second-hand-bookstore, might trigger a few indiscretions about the spy's next adventure. But no.

It turns out I should have pressed him to meet at London's Dukes Hotel, Ian Fleming's old watering hole, over a Vesper or three for lubrication purposes. The "mind-bogglingly strong" cocktail Ð three parts gin, one part vodka, half part Lillet, with a dash of Angostura bitters, and a slice of orange peel Ð was a Bond invention, named after one of the secret agent's many women, which Boyd drank "in the interests of research" at the hotel's legendary bar.

"It's rocket fuel. And it all comes from the freezer, so it's icy cold and not diluted at all by ice chips. I had one, and thought..." He trails off, presumably unable to remember much else. Curses!

The meticulous writer cuts a vaguely raffish air in his open-neck, chambray shirt, worn untucked over navy chinos with some sockless tan boatshoes, a single, silver bangle on his wrist, and the signs of an old earring hole visible in his left ear. He clearly had a field day researching the literary Bond, "a far more interesting character than the cinematic one by enormous degrees".

This seems largely to have involved totting up the vast number of alcoholic drinks sunk by the spy, a reflection, Boyd adds, of Fleming's hedonistic life. "He [Fleming] was obsessed with food, obsessed with drink, and clothes, and cars. He gives these personal obsessions to Bond... I've been counting his drinks through the books, which has been great fun, because Fleming obviously hadn't realised how many double bourbon on the rocks he had drunk."

The "troubled, complex" James Bond is the one we will read about when Boyd's book is published next autumn. Era-wise, Boyd has dived back into Fleming's world, setting his story in 1969, five years after Fleming released his last work, The Man with the Golden Gun. Forced to jump to my own conclusions, I'm betting the action takes our hero to Africa, scene of both Boyd's formative years and his early books such as An Ice-Cream War; A Good Man in Africa; and Brazzaville Beach.

For the record, I'm basing my assumption on the wry smile Boyd gives when I ask if he's planning to set another novel in Africa. "I may well do, I may well do," the 60-year-old says in his softly Scottish accent. It's been years, decades even, since Boyd journeyed there, literarily and literally. He says Africa Ð he was born in Ghana and lived in Nigeria until his late teens Ð yields the "pure source of memories" he uses as a writer, and another reason that I'm guessing he might draw on that continent for Bond's adventures.

"As a novelist, where do you go to tap into memories, and impressions, and sensations? It's usually, in my experience, your early life, before you started thinking of yourself as a writer, because somehow those experiences are unadulterated. When you reach that moment, all experience is filtered, not immediately but eventually, by the writer's brain."

As a teenager, he bounced between western Nigeria, where his father worked as a doctor and his mother taught, and Scotland: he went to the notoriously tough boarding school Gordonstoun. Not that he thinks of himself as particularly Scottish, despite originally hailing from Fife. "I don't really know where I'm from. Is home wherever I hang my hat? Or are you just a deracinated mixture of all the influences that have come your way?" he asks, when I quiz him. "It's one of the things I often ask myself. I think it's why I write about identity so much. It's strange; when I was younger and people would ask, 'Where are you from?', I'd say, 'West Africa', which was odd because I'm obviously not African, but it was my home. I've lived in England, in Oxford and London, ever since [school and university]. But I also have a house in France, where I feel very at home as well."

All this talk of identity brings us to Restless, Boyd's popular spy novel, and arguably his most populist, being, as it was, a "Richard and Judy" choice in 2007 and winning the high-profile Costa Award. The author has dramatised his novel for a BBC double-bill, which airs over two evenings after Christmas. It's gripping stuff. I've seen it, with a Christmas cracker of a cast, ranging from the inimitable Charlotte Rampling and Michael Gambon to TV's new favourite Michelle Dockery (Lady Mary in Downton Abbey) and Hayley Atwell, who also starred in his adaptation of another of his novels, Any Human Heart.

Boyd, who is sitting on a sofa across from me, uncrosses his legs and leans forward in enthusiasm, professing himself "dead chuffed" with his latest television version. He has, he says somewhat defensively, "no snobbism at all" about writing for the small screen. "In some ways, you could argue, television is doing far more interesting work than the movies. It's more fulfilling. Characters can do more and you don't have to cut, cut, cut."

I'm struck, listening to Boyd, who is astonishingly free of ego for one so successful, by how hard he works. He claims he's no "Stakhanovite kind of manic", but then tells me he wrote for six newspapers in a single day just the other week. "To live as an artist requires hard work or some extraordinary good fortune to come your way. Don't get complacent."

Restless, which jumps between the early Forties and 1976, was the first of what Boyd says wound up being a trilogy of spy novels, including Ordinary Thunderstorms and his most recent, Waiting for Sunrise. Despite his "Kim Philby obsession", he says he's somewhat spied out narratively speaking, so expect a genre shift for his next book. Before that, Boyd obsessives Ð of whom there are clearly countless thousands; never have so many people asked me for an autograph from an interviewee Ð have a different sort of literary treat in store: his first play.

Rehearsals for Longing, which Boyd based on two Chekhov short stories, start next month, but as of Friday was still being cast. "It opens on 7 March Ð which is my birthday Ð which I'm hoping is a good omen, not a bad omen." This latest venture rekindles something of an old flame for Boyd who was theatre critic for his university magazine at Glasgow in the 1970s. "A lot of my friends are actors and I've always been stage stuck. Forty years later I've finally managed to get this monkey off my back," he adds.

Whether the reviews are good or bad, you can expect the evasive Boyd to avoid attempts to make him blow his own trumpet. When prompted to share one of his secrets, something of a theme in Restless, all he'd say was: "The very last thing you know about yourself is your effect. This is a secret that applies to everyone."

Part one of Boyd's adaptation of 'Reckless' airs on BBC1 on 27 December

Curriculum vitae

1952 Born 7 March in Accra, Ghana, where his father works as a doctor and his mother is a teacher. Moves to western Nigeria with his parents and two younger sisters after Ghana becomes independent. As a teenager he travels between Ibadan and northern Scotland where he boards at Gordonstoun. Reads English at the University of Glasgow, where he meets his eventual wife, Susan.

1980 Becomes a lecturer at St Hilda's College, Oxford, and writes his first novel, A Good Man in Africa. Wins the Whitbread First Novel Award.

1982 His second, An Ice-Cream War, is shortlisted for the then Booker prize.

1998 Famously hoaxes the art world with the fictional Nat Tate, about whom he wrote a biography.

2005 Awarded a CBE.

2006 Restless wins the Costa Book Award.

2012 Adapts Any Human Heart for Channel 4 mini-series.

2012 The Ian Fleming estate asks him to write a new James Bond novel.

"William Boyd on debut play Longing - and why Daniel Craig isn't right for his James Bond" by Matilda Battersby; The Independent, 27 Feb 2013.

"Indicating with an uncomfortable glance at the window that snipers might be trailing us from across the street Boyd gives a wry laugh. He tells me there is a joined up 007 PR machine covering both the film and publishing empire that 'has begun the drip-feed of information' that he can't interfere with. But he is clear about one thing: his novel is not being lined up as the basis for a follow-up to Skyfall, the most successful Bond film to date having taken a record £100m at the UK box office, or any other of the spy movies. "I don't think they'll ever make a retro Bond. Even Dr No which was written in 1955 was set in 1962 when the film was made. All the Bond films from then have been completely contemporary. They wouldn't go back and make a Bond set in 1969. It would throw the whole franchise askew,' he said. This is a great shame as Daniel Craig, whom Boyd is friends with, will be 45 in March, the exact age of Boyd's Bond who follows Fleming's detailed chronology. Much as we might love a period drama it wouldn't make sense to cast Craig back, Life On Mars-style, five decades, Boyd insists mentioning the gadgets, cars and styles of the day that have come to define each cinematic instalment. But, he concedes: 'It's interesting in Skyfall to see them referring back, as it were, to Bond's biography, but of course it is set in 2012 so Bond would have been 88. In a way I have the easier, or more logical, task, because my Bond is living his history. His schooldays, his parenting and upbringing is all there... There is a disconnect between the film Bond and the literary Bond which is their contemporaneity. I don't suffer from that.'"

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"... That reminds me of an idea for a short story I had that would round out the whole saga. It was the kind of story you put in a Christmas annual. This is the aged Commander Bond, age 70 probably, on holiday in Switzerland. He doesn't ski anymore. A very beautiful young girl, whose father is a United States senator, comes up to him and says, "My father is in danger. Sinister Colonel-General Moriarvsky of the KGB has kidnapped him. Please help me. You're the only person I can ask. And I'll do anything if you help me." So Bond says, "Well, it's a bit late for anything... BUT... I'll help you." And of course, at the end the Russian General and Commander Bond are falling over a waterfall in eachother's arms. When I told this to Glidrose, they all went white! (In a slow, menacing whisper.) "Don't you dare write this! Not a word of it!"
—Kingsley Amis, Bondage #13, 1984

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The writer has been doing research for a novel about a 'complex, troubled Bond'. And he knows how to keep his cards close to his chest. Susie Mesure meets William Boyd

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