Back to the morning blog again? This could get to be a nasty habit and I'm in the mood for emptying my head, so this is as much for me as anybody:

I'm launching a new online project this week called Letters from the Zodiac Lung. It won't take a huge stretch of the imagination to guess what will be going on there either and I hope all the people who will be involved play nicely with me. We don't want any unnecessary blood on the tracks. First posting will be either tonight or tomorrow night...

My deadline for The Smoking Gun - the next chapter of The Wasteland - is looming over my head like a... like a... (enter own descriptive word here). After opting to go back and write the whole thing from scratch again I now have to re-edit and make her look pretty for posting on Monday.

With a bit of luck and the wind behind me, Charlotte won't have been killed by the Prime Minister of Mexico, won't have Cuban drug barons etching her name in silver bullets and nor will she have sold her laptop to bring in enough money to buy more cake. No - with some luck, she will be pleased to hear from me and welcome my plans to get the hell on with the next issue of Too Hot For Dogs, although I rather suspect she will tell me to go swing from a rope for leaving it so long!

That's all the projects I have at the front of my head right now - more of an update sometime during the day.