Ho, Ho… something
This might possibly be the last post of the year I Officially Became a Published Author, and if the notion of being able to walk into a bookstore and buy my fevered monkey-scat scrawlings on genuine official paper still surprises you, know that I’m standing right there next to you. Looming, if you will. All Dark Knight, like. Minus the leather/latex/beating criminals like I was their daddy fetish.
I’m still wading through the blood, guts and feathers of Book 2 edits, and the light at the end of the tunnel is close enough to taste – if indeed, you can taste light, which, unless you’re involved in impressive levels of self-medication, you probably can’t. But you know what I mean, shaddap.
2012 was an amazing year for me. Thinking back over this thing we call life, it’s probably the most amazing arbitrary measure of time I’ve yet experienced. I mean, the level of personal awesome isn’t really up there with the discovery of the Higgs Bosun, or Voyager leaving our solar system or anything, but for this tiny collection of carbon, it was a stonkingly good year. And I’m not really prepared to sit here and list all the excellent things that happened to me over the year for fear of coming off like a bragging douchebag, but take my word, it was pretty cool. And if you’re reading this blog, then you were a big part of that.
So I want to say thank you. For indulging me in this tiny dream that at moments seems so utterly absurd. For coming with me on the journey so far, for your comments and reviews and letters and art and music and poetry and all the awesome shit you’ve done for me over the last 12 months. I’m humbled and grateful and lucky to have you.
Safe holidays, be excellent to each other, and we’ll see each other next year.
PS – I have bookplates now, the design of which is at the top of this post. So if you’d like a signed copy of SD but don’t want to pay the fucking outrageous postage required to post a book down to Oz (current going rate is first-born child and the blood of an Englishman) , now you can!
If you’d like a signed bookplate to stick in the cover of your shiny copy of STORMDANCER, just drop me a mail and we’ll figure something out.
Be safe. Have fun. Peace.