Right, a couple of random things to let you know about, if only so that I can de-bookmark some websites. Is there a real word for deleting-an-internet-bookmark-that-you-created-to-remind-you-to-blog-about-it-and-don’t-need-anymore-because-you’ve-blogged-about-it? If not, make one up and let me know what it is.
Hiram Grange and the Twelve Little Hitlers, Hiram’s delirious second outing, is now available at Amazon. That means it should be on international Amazon sites in another week or two, as the first book, Hiram Grange and the Village of the Damned, already is (USA, UK, Canada). It’s a huge weight off to see the Hiram books being so well received (the latest review of Village of the Damned points out that it’s “an exciting and pulp-filled thrill ride“, and who am I to argue?). In the next day or so I’ll take you behind the curtain, and tell you how it all came about. In the meantime, buy a book, why don’t you?
May this year will see the publication of the Dark Faith anthology from Apex Books, which will include my story ‘Sandboys’. If you think you’ll end up buying a copy, you may wish to pre-order the book now. The first five hundred people to do so will bag a limited edition chapbook called Dark Faith: Last Rites for free, containing an additional three tales. It’s a nice little, utterly exclusive, promotional piece. If you’re going to read ‘Sandboys’ anyway, and you probably should, because I’m very proud of it, you might as well get the biggest bang for your buck.
I keep forgetting about The Flesh Remembers, a novella you can currently (but not for too much longer) find on my website. This means that it’s always a nice surprise when somebody else doesn’t forget it’s there. Author (and friend) Mark West dropped me a line over the new year, to tell me he’d left his thoughts on the story over at Goodreads. It’s never less than gripping, he says. You can trust him. He’s an author… (thanks Mark, glad you enjoyed it).
Right, that’s the deleting-an-internet-bookmark-that-you-created-to-remind-you-to-blog-about-it-and-don’t-need-anymore-because-you’ve-blogged-about-it done (please find a credible word for that). In other news, I’m taking things easy this week. No point digging into 2010 quite yet, as we’ll be off to Thailand for a holiday next week, so anything too serious can wait until we get back. Just before we leave, on Monday, I turn thirty-five. A couple of nights in Bangkok, followed by several more on a beach in Phuket (I have enormous fun pronouncing Phuket, and now you will too) doesn’t seem a bad way to spend the first days of the second half of my thirties, actually.
Is it still snowing where you are? Yesterday, here in Delhi, I had to put on a light jacket, it was so cool. Murder. I sympathise.