It’s not my script. As is my won’t I simply sold off the rights. In this case to Luke Sparke who made an alien invasion movie I rather enjoyed. Luke’s written and rewritten a pilot episode for a TV series, and I got in and messed around with it a bit before multiple book deadlines and then this asthma bullshit took up all my time.
It’s not my script. As is my won’t I simply sold off the rights. In this case to Luke Sparke who made an alien invasion movie I rather enjoyed. Luke’s written and rewritten a pilot episode for a TV series, and I got in and messed around with it a bit before multiple book deadlines and then this asthma bullshit took up all my time.
I just spent the afternoon plotting and scheming out my next 12-18 months, which is something I do after a big deadline. Two of them in this case. The major edit of The Shattered Skies, and finalising a new series for Audible.
I just got back from my first COVID shot (AZ). Had to wait the usual fifteen minutes but didn’t sprout any glowing tentacles so they let me go. As I was walking back to the car I saw some Korean hole in-the-wall selling a sort of cream puff pastry I haven’t had since I was last in Seoul.
