Saturday, October 14, 2006


The evening began on the bus, meeting one of my few readers, and fellow YA Fantasy Horror writer, James McCann. Discussed the iniquities of editors, usual writer moan. Then met my good friend Michael aka Jungle Boy on Comercial Drive and walked. As usual, much putting the world the world to rights. I believe in the bacchanal, a once in a while chance to drink beer, and talk both sense and non-sense.

I think I wrote one of the key passages of all three Fetch books today. A pivotal moment. First drafts are heaven and hell, both.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear author,

You had better be spending your non-blogging time writing something irresistibly brilliant to account for a very lengthy absence.

(Howe'er, fear not, your books are still being sold whether you bloggeth or not.... )

4:51 PM  
Blogger Robe said...

Who better to lead you through the wilds of Commercial Drive than the intrepid Jungle-Boy?

11:48 AM  

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