No Rot Here

Sometimes a story haunts for a few years. Then when you finally allow it space, it rushes at you from every which way because it's afraid you'll forget it again.

I've missed this rush. I'm looking forward to burying myself in this story for months to come (though I wouldn't mind one of those madcap six week novel things that sells for millions - or a fiver - they exist right?)

Dear World, let this be the one...