Happy New Year

‘New year, new me’

…and…

‘Nothing but sneks; just going to be me and the kids from now on’ and so on, and so forth…

Although I must say, I’m actually a big fan of the New Year, the resolutions, fresh start and all.

Steroids and Sorcery is still to have its day. Hopefully LL-Publications will get to it soon. Apologies for the few wanting to read it.

It does feel odd to have four unpublished novels sitting on my computer doing nothing, but there we go. The whole Magical Modernity series is done and waiting and wanting to come out. It will take a long time, I’m afraid.

I wrote Vessel ten fkn years ago… man. That’s the one that almost made it into HarperCollins and then fizzled out…. so damn close. No idea what to do with that manuscript. The cold-calling of publishers/agents is pretty demoralising. If you want to read it, give me a shout and I’ll email it over.

And as I’ve said before, and will say again (future blog post), comedy is in a pretty strange place at the moment. I can’t imagine finding a fan base for The Sid Tillsley Chronicles under the age of 30… (and their music is shit, etc, etc, etc). Comedy ages and changes. It’s the way of the world.

Anyway, I need to do something creative in my life, and I’m taking a break from writing novels. So, one of my New Year’s resolutions is to have a play with the visual arts (and not just sending unsolicited dick pics to celebrities on Twitter, again). Speaking of the penis, I’ve always been able to draw a fine cock on the pages of a newspaper, and this is the age of transferable skills, is it not? I’m a complete beginner when it comes to drawing, and it’ll be nice learning something from scratch. I’m a fan of comics (Preacher, Hellboy, Sin City, Sandman, Swamp Thing being some of my faves) and maybe one day I could put something together. I was hoping to make up some stories for the boy as he grows up (and not just making up lies about my past – yes son, when I lived in Cambridge I beat Stephen Hawking at Connect Four), so would be cool to illustrate them as well.

Hopefully I’ll keep it up, and whether I’ll be shite or not is yet to be seen. May pop something on here if I draw something decent, or if I graffiti an impressive cock on to a newspaper or on the side of a retirement home, again.

There are already some masters out there…