It’s been a terrible couple of years. For a variety of reasons — workplace bullying, depression, and family tragedies being amongst those you know about — my writing output since Magrit saw publication in 2016 has dropped to zero, and that only because it’s impossible to write negative numbers of words. I haven’t sold anything in something like two years, haven’t seen myself in print since I don’t know when, and earlier this year decided that I was no longer going to consider myself a writer. That course had run itself. I was toasted.
From the futury-futureness of space, to the Lieberal Party dreamscape of the medieval past. Today’s Lego 250 review touches on one of the mainstays of the Lego empire — at least until Harry Potter came along and fucked it up for everybody — the world of knights and armour.