Sorry, guys, but I’m just not up to posting this morning. Real life has hit me for a loop this month, including the fact that
Look I’ve been busy as a one handed paper-hanger in Woollamaloo, flat out like a lizard drinking. I mean all a cockie wants is a
Which makes it hard to continue Elf Blood, because I haven’t had a chance to edit. More about it here. Part of what is there
Life is all about uncertainties. Fiction, on the other hand, is required to make sense, or your readers throw things (like your book) at you.
Al Grauniad doesn’t only serve up steaming platters of complete filth, despite the taint of noted monger-of-same Damien “I can’t be arsed to quote real
Something most of the better writers know about is the matter of having the correct word rather than one that’s close but not quite there.