I’ve spent the day working on a tragic tale of doomed cuttlefish and misunderstood beetles. I still have seven thousand words to go, but things are already starting to get quite messy. The book’s not out until July (alongside Sigvald) but I need to have the first draft finished by the end of Feb, so I’ve had to lay off the camomile tea and listen to lots of exciting music.

Stewart Lupton to the rescue.

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