Tim Burton? I've had worse comparisons...

Shouting and Pointing - the short story for the Alibi Channel - gets it's last rewrite and edits today and tomorrow and then she will be sent away to the big Alibi house in the sky for reading. They have a pretty good turnaround on this of about three weeks so it's not like I'll have to wait months on end for some feedback.

In a good mental health kind of way, I don't really mind if it doesn't score highly because it's good enough to stand all by itself outside of that - and with a few edits that I've had to take out because of the word count restrictions, will form the lead story in series of similar shorts, all featuring Inspector Kang.

I thought yesterday that I should maybe take on another name to publish my crime stories under - seems to be the way things are these days - and then I threw that idea out of the window at a very high speed. If it was good enough for Conan Doyle to write Sherlock Holmes, The Lost World and When The World Screamed under his own name, then it's good enough for me and anybody that's into the stuff I do. That's the end of that story. Has everybody really got so genre stereotyped that they can't accept a change of pace from an author? I guess it all depends on your marketing. I can't see the hardcore Rankin/Rebus fans running to the bookstore to pick up a copy of Dark Entries, but then, they probably don't know it exists. If it passed you by, it's well worth a read. John Constantine has never looked so good.

More later... or I might just down tools and watch the copy of Velvet Goldmine that I picked up yesterday. I'd forgotten it even existed and I've never seen it...