Proof of Life

Gollancz have now put a fine selection of photos from last week’s party on their Facebook page, just here.

I took far too much pleasure in responding to compliments about my fangs by trying to look innocent and saying ,’What fangs?’ Not that it was easy to look innocent in that costume. Ming was the real star though; of course, we have to say that, what with him being Emperor of the Universe.

Aside from the brief break to live it up with the SF literati, I’ve been dividing my time between writing, sleeping and the day-job. I did take Beloved out for a plot-pizza on Saturday night to thrash out more of Bringer of Light‘s pesky denouement, but aside from that, the death-march continues apace.

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