I turned 34! Got awesome presents: some in a care package from my loving Mina, and two from my sister are worth a mention. The Batman pop vinyl, and a bottle of scotch. The Batman movie was spectacular, and the booze will be drank (drunk?) when I finish my next manuscript.

Short stories don’t count.

Speaking of, I have written a couple, but they aren’t ready.

The commitment to writing short stories this year has really thrown me for a loop. I’m unfamiliar with the process and generally prefer novels 99 times out of 100, and it’s dealt a blow to my mental health. Therefore, I’m treating myself to beginning work again on the abandoned action thriller Kill The King, which has been given a second look through the anti-glare glasses of Hindsight, and I will start proper work on that next week.

In the meantime I will still keep trying my luck at these short stories. It’s honestly like learning to drive manual after a decade of driving automatic.

Have also been under the weather with one malady or another, so have been playing a lot of LEGO Star Wars.

Will have something new to update with soon.

64 days til Europe!