The Spoons That Are My Ears!

Every silver lining is wrapped in a big black cloud, and so it was for me, when my cherished pirate novelette was rejected yesterday, only twenty four hours after I submitted it... No matter. It will be published elsewhere (I'm sure) and in the meantime I managed to sell my most recent book, The Less Lonely Planet, to a new upcoming press, Humdrumming, whose senior editor is a former Emmerdale actor... I'm always delighted with all my books, in fact I'm particularly delighted with them, but with THIS book I'm particularly particularly delighted... It's so very daft! The supposedly-relevant map above was drawn after I finished writing it, and is almost completely useless, praise be!

Seems that the big black cloud that covers the silver lining is wrapped in its own silver lining, which probably has its own big black cloud, and so on, and so on... I'm just glad I'm not the person who has to change the covers! Duvets are bad enough.

I also sold another novelette to moutons électriques... 'The Old House Under the Snow Where Nobody Goes Except You and Me Tonight' has the longest title (so far) of any of my stories. It made the cover of Postscripts #2 a couple of years ago and now will be available in French. C'est bon, n'est-ce pas? Beaujolais nouveau! In France my surname apparently is Hugues. I like that, don't know why, but I do.