On retreat

Tell, them, Neil.

I'm taking a break from the blog as I go into a writing retreat again - locked up in a flat with no TV, no internet, no dogs and no visitors all day. Just me, my laptop and the research books.

Because if you want to be a writer, there's only one real way.

I'll be back in the land of the sane and living in time for Eroticon. Okay, scratch the bit about "sane," because that weekend will mostly be spent in the company of other writers just as messed up as me.

See y'all after that, if not in London. Have fun while I'm not looking!