Momentum is picking up with a whole bunch of things, so today is one of those stop/start affairs on the writing front. I also have a whole magazine rebrand/redesign to take care of for somebody - though admittedly, not to be completed in the next 10 minutes.

On the "You Can't Win Them All Dan Brown" front, I thought I had best get my ass motoring with the actual book, so took it upon myself to throw it into a lions mouth. Over at WeBook - which is an online writing platform that's not too bad in its delivery - they're running an X-Factor type of competition where other writers and readers, vote you through to the next round. The first stage is currently open with an "audition" of synopsis and proposed first page up for accept/reject. Having used the platform in the past to get some feedback on some poetry, I figured it might be a good place to launch from.

I'm not "allowed" to pimp my wares though, so if you're a member over there, don't forget to ignore anything you might see labelled up as Turn The Lamp Down Low. Thanks.

Anyway, the point of the competition is to grab yourself and your book a publishing deal. I shall be happy with simply having other people's deadlines imposed on me to enforce completion and the odd chance here and there of agents reading and/or commenting. Let's just see what happens.

At the various feeds that this is blog is filtered out to, my Almost Human extract from yeterday has fair exploded with feedback (comparatively). Nice stuff too and it's caused me to rethink my project priorities, but all of that can wait until later tonight. I promised to take Rhiannon swimming, so swimming it is...

Currently listening to: Rob Zombie - Hellbilly Deluxe II
Apparently guilty of: being extremely grumpy (I'm putting that down to Day 17 of genuine non-smoking going on)