It’s been a little while since I did anything with this site – coincidentally, the exact amount of time it has been since I last home internet. Wierd that, huh?
A very quick update then, before I get to the point. In the eighteenmonths or so since my last post I’ve been doing the starving artist thing – either not working or not earning enough to live on but still getting words written. It’s not been great, and I’ve been stitched a couple of times – which is great when I need someone to think about for a slice’n’dice scene.
On top of the precarious financial situation I’ve also been having a year of emotional fun. laugh if you want, but the death of my cat last summer triggered a genuine and prolonged grieving period. Those are never fun, which is why everyone I know and love has to immortal – at least until the day I die.
It’s all cool now, though. I’ve reasonably stable employment and really want to get some kittens.
More importantly, for those of you who aren’t still thinking of kittens, I’ve a bunch of stories getting ready for sharing. Chaos Tales III: Infodump is nearly ready and there’s another Burdizzo charity anthology coming soon, plus a bunch of other, vaguer projects.
In the meantime, I thought I’d share one of the stories I’ve written this year. It’s a little overblown in places, but it is about Lucifer. I wrote it mostly because it is a major part of the backstory for most of what I write (a statement that will make more sense when/if I manage to get Entrance out) and I needed to get some bits down in hardcopy.
Anyway, it’s called The First Fall, and I hope you like it.