Bleeding, Broken and a Black Feather Boa

Buckle up Mr Smith. Things have gone from 0 to 60 in mere seconds - and it feels great!

A word on the event known as 'the funeral' first: Sad though they may be - this one particularly so for me - it's always fantastic to catch-up with all the family members that I haven't seen since the last funeral we all attended. Please try to stay in touch. I miss you guys!

Anyway, apart from talking myself into promising I would perform three T.Rex songs dressed in full on Bolan regalia at somebody's birthday party next June, things are going pretty well. Hot Love? Telegram Sam? Ride A White Swan? I seem to recall that they're all more or less the same song aren't they?

Over in the world of words and pictures, Dennis and I have begun the uber-cool project now known as BROKEN. Watch out for its own page tab at  the top of the blog here which will reveal some back-story and also some of the preliminary sketches. I'm really stoked about this - if we can pull it off, it could open some big bad-ass doors... and if I can talk Dennis into illustrating The Goat-Faced Boy, I'll be rolling around like a pig in sticky mud all weekend.

For those in the vicinity, we're hoping to launch BROKEN at the Wrexham Comic Con in September. Come along.

That's enough from me for now. I'm on a mission to get all of these things I've been working on released before the end of the year. Tall order but definitely possible. Good thing there's nothing good on TV for a couple of months.

Currently listening to: Cracker - Low
Currently reading: Justin Cronin - The Passage
Currently watching: Blood pressure.