Two days to go and I’ve just agreed to do a reading at Fantasycon this weekend, so best get paper shuffling and see what I can unearth. I’m thinking of a nice reading from the opening to Autodrome, but given that it is an action scene, I may well end up out of breath…Not that there is ever time to breathe at these events. Fantasycon is a wonderful whirlwind of meet and greets, brain-sparking panels, zero food and way too much time spent in the bar. Can’t wait.

After that, it’s a quick trip to Croatia for an extended family holiday. I don’t really do holidays all that well, preferring to actually live somewhere and get a proper flavour for the place. But I have read somewhere that they are meant to be relaxing, and it might be nice to see the sun again.

On our return, it’s the much anticipated Newcon 4, a science fiction convention in Northampton organised by some very good friends. I am running a workshop on flash fiction, moderating the unruly Write Fantastic, and giving a reading with the ever exotic Storm Constantine. It is going to be a busy one – but I have been promised a public hanging (not mine…unless the workshop goes to pot) which always makes for a nice day out.

Given current time restraints, this is a mighty short posting then, but I do promise to regale you with tales of compromised writers, midland mayhem, and wine downed at sunset very very soon. Til then, its time to don my sequins and take to the ring…

xxx