In Which I'm Resurrected

I've been ignoring my blog. Bad writer. Be assured I have slapped my wrists with a ruler. In fact it broke. So what to report...

1) Since last I visited this here corner of the internet I have fallen down several hills (that may not actually classify as hills) with Pendle Hill (or close to) being the most spectacular. Conclusion: I need walking boots or the Bestwick should give me a piggy back on the downward slopes. What I learned from this: sheep hide their humour well.

2) Received my contributor copy of Circus - Fantasy Under the Big Top. I remain stoked by the fact I have a story in a Prime anthology. Dreams are made every day be they big or small. I just vomited.

3) Because if you're making a list there should be at least three things.

4) My story 'Too Delicate for Human Form', which is forthcoming in Dagan Book's Fish anthology, has been selected for Proxima Books' anthology 'Best British Fantasy 2013'. Falls over. Bruises nose.

5) I will / should (someone tie me to a chair - leaving my hands free to type) finish editing my ghostly novella 'The Bureau of Them' this week. When and if I stop procrastinating and exercising and eating and.... Now I'm just coming up with lame excuses.

And that is my cue to leave this blog. Hopefully my next post shall follow shortly or at least within the month.