Invites For Frogs

   It’s been a funny few weeks, sometimes rather surreal. I was invited to a book launch for Short Stack, the book of short stories I contributed to, published by For Books’ Sake and Pulp Press. You’ll find mine on page 72 by the by. Anyhow, they are having a launch party for the actual, hold in your hand, look at it and grin, copy and it’s going to be in London towards the end of March.

   I can’t go, to be honest I wouldn’t have been able to go even if it had been a few miles down the road… I would have looked like I had come in fancy dress. My story is about the reanimation of corpses and that’s roughly what I look like past about nine at night, my eyes dry up and go red and my joints etc have just about given up by then too. But I would have so loved to have gone, mixing with my fellow authors and the other people from the literary world… and probably saying something stupid or doing something dull. They asked if I wanted to read my story at the do… um, yes if you provide a large bucket of water, a packet of sugar free sweets and allow me a good hour to do it in… either that or I’m going to sound like a frog with a bad cold.

   I’ve got a new novellette coming out soon, On The Edge is a prose book this time, still Fantasy/SciFi and still darn good of course, and this time it’ll be coming out in a paperback version as well, for all you people who don’t have an e-reader. Greyhart Press are also going to be releasing Legends as a paperback which will be great because the artwork is so wonderful it deserves a wider audience and a better platform.

   Watch this space for a post about the launch of a poetry anthology called The Storm is Coming, published by Sleeping Cat Books, which I’ve contributed to. They are going to supply the blog so I don’t have to think too hard, all I have to do is copy and paste which is a blessing at the moment. I’ve hardly written anything for a week or more, the energy to lift the pen just hasn’t been there and my mind has had it’s proverbial tumble weeds rolling around in it… probably with Vivaldi’s Four Seasons playing as well while everything is put on hold. I haven’t even been reading much which is almost unheard of.

That’s it for now folks… watch this space.

To blog or not to blog

OK so I was stuck for a title but it just about sums it all up.

I’ve been toying with the idea for a while and finally decided that, since I already had a Blogger account I may as well use it.

News on the writing front, I’m hoping to have my book of Fantasy poetry published towards the end of the year. I had begun to wonder if I was ever going to get anywhere other than the odd short or poem hidden away here and there in obscure magas or e-zines. Mind you if you write fantasy and or poetry there’s not a huge choice when it comes to lack of obscurity.

Recently, on Linkedin, someone described speculative fiction as crap for teens… this got a whole lot of ‘crap writers’ talking, as you would. We now have our own catch phrase… Crap On! So I will.

On the fibro front, I’m doing better than I could be doing. Not much else you can say about it… for those who don’t know about fibro or don’t have fibro feel free to just ignore these bits… or better still look it up, educate yourself there’s probably someone near you who has it but doesn’t talk about it for fear of misunderstandings and abuse.

So that’s it, my first blog… enjoy, hate whatever… but please don’t ignore.