Studs Terkel does The Transition.
I finally stopped nitpicking the World War 3.2 manuscript long enough to send a proof copy to my rock-steady crew at Patreon. If that includes you, check your email for the freebie.
I finally stopped nitpicking the World War 3.2 manuscript long enough to send a proof copy to my rock-steady crew at Patreon. If that includes you, check your email for the freebie.
Gah.
Just when I thought I was finished, I found a COMPLETELY FUCKING UNEDITED CHAPTER FUCK YOU VERY MUCH LAVRENTY BERIA.
FUCK.
How did I even miss this? I labelled the fucking thing.
I'm making a note to myself—and maybe a quiet public declaration—that I will never cook traditional Bolognese sauce on a workday again. I have my own recipe, of course, because it's the national dish of Australia, so there are already about 25 million-plus variations on the traditional Bolognese ragu. It normally takes me about an hour to cook my version, but Jane wanted me to follow the Marcella Hazan recipe, which I knew involved three hours of simmering.
So, I always knew Dan Black was returning for this next AoT series. I didn’t realise until recently that Detective Lou “Buster” Cherry would be hitching a ride back with him.
But here we are.
When I first mapped out the latest (and last) return to the Axis of Time universe, I thought I could wrap it up neatly in three books. One tight trilogy, finishing in November this year. Job done.
Hmmm. Yeah, nah. That’s… not going to happen.
Tuesday mornings, you'll normally find me walking around West End before the sun comes up. Jane has a PT session pretty early, and I take the opportunity to get a walk down by the river. Her trainer called as we were on the way to her gym yesterday morning, however, and asked if she could reschedule. No biggie. Jane diverted to the gym in her club in the city, and I took the opportunity for a slightly different walk.