I apologise. A strange object in the sky that some people describe as the Sun, has been responsible for me being dragged kicking and screaming away from my desk and out into the great unknown - my garden!
Therefore little has been done in the way of writing, however I have managed some promotion. I have not checked my sales to see if it has made any difference but I'm hopeful.
I have been looking into approaching some publishers though I must admit to procrastinating somewhat. No one likes rejection and I'm no different, and the thought of receiving all those rejection letters is not something I look forward to. But I promise, I will do it soon, honest.
I have a synopsis, an 108,000 word novel squeezed down into just two A4 pages. A feat in itself. So I will begin the process of rejection soon, I'm ready if not willing.
In other news, my very first publication, A Fly on the Ward, is still selling nicely but if anyone should feel the need to purchase my new novel, Animan, I would be grateful.
Thank you.

Dear father, I confess it has been a while since my last confession . . .

So I've been busy. Family matters and all related family issues have taken me away from writing over the last week or so. However, today I have received special permission to spend time working. Promotion has been the main order of the day, I've been advertising my wares across the nation via social media, not sure if it will be productive but one must try. It's the same as writing these blogs, I'm sure no one actually reads them.

I have asked my talented proofreader person to come up with a synopsis of my book, Animan, so I can begin the begging process of obtaining a publisher or literary agent. I'm useless at that sort of thing. On a more cheerful note, I've finally come up with an idea for Animan lll. I wasn't sure if I wanted to write another book, but when the idea hit me, I found I couldn't resist. Perhaps if I concentrate on one genre instead of roaming across subjects like a vagabond, I'll eventually sell more books. Who knows? Perhaps the world really is flat.
Till next time.