Because, you know, that’s what it’s supposed to be about, this writing career of mine. Actually, you know, uh, writing. There’s a bunch of goals I intend to hit this year, career-wise, and so far I’m toodling along quite nicely: the final edits of Marching Dead have been delivered to Editor Lee at Angry Robot; I’ve finalised the synopsis for Corpse-Rat King: Fall to Heaven and shot that off to SuperAgent Rich to cast his expert eye over before we send it on to AR to see if they’re interested; and I’m currently nose-deep in rewriting Napoleone’s Land into a straighter fantasy novel (tentatively titled Counterweight Colony at this point, although that will change)and plotting it out for the synopsis. And all the while, the first draft of Father Muetre &The Divine sits in the corner, composting nicely to the point where I can go back and edit it and write the synopsis ready to hit SARich with it as well.

 Just in case you thought it was all Lego sorting and masturbating……