Hmmmm. Trying to move house, at the moment. Well, found a house, now we need to sell our flat. Good moment to buy. Not such a good moment to sell. We shall see.
But you come here to hear about writing, right? Not houses.
Alright, you got me, I’m playing Total War.
And I’m tinkering with my short story, which features Curnden Craw, Mistress Wonderful, Jolly Yon Cumber, Brack-i-Dayn, Never, Scorry Tiptoe, and Shimla of Bligh. Oh, and the Father of Swords, which the valley-folk worship as a God.
My thanks to those who turned up to the ten-author signing at Forbidden Planet, by the way. Especially those who bought books, of course. My thanks to the other authors that attended and allowed me to bask in their reflected glory, especially David Devereux, who was the one who actually had a book out. It seemed like a great success, though, so perhaps there’ll be other like events in future. Since someone was asking, I’ll probably be doing a signing there in June for Best Served Cold when that comes out, some day around the 18th, I would’ve thought. More when I have a date.
Right, got to go.
Total War doesn’t play itself, you know…