This week was a resting on laurels week: 25 Ways To Kill A Werewolf has a new home! With Fox Spirit Books [External Link]. Maybe doing the Next Big Thing worked for me, after all? Anyway, this means that the real work begins – or so I’m told. So far this translates as me doing a small amount of editing while not procrastinating (playing cards on the computer). I have no doubt it’ll get harder.
I also have a couple of shorter works in the editing queue and may or may not get around to completing something for the Dragonpunk anthology [External Link].
This may or may not make up for the fact that Saturday got away from me and I spent the day sulking at home instead of doing what I’d planned because I basically couldn’t cope with acting like a normal human being. (Hear that? That’s the little voice that likes to tell me I’ve failed again.) To explain a little bit, things started to go wrong – I forgot things and had to come back, Rosie had been bad in the going-to-the-toilet-in-the-house department – and I just couldn’t cope with being the person who turned up an hour or more late and was the object of attention because of it. I stayed home and felt pathetic instead. Sorry.