I’m very excited. It’s very odd. I’ve been picked as the latest in the Singles Club collection of short story authors by Galley Beggar Press (who recently published A Girl is Half Formed Thing, the book that does bewildering things to our language and devastating things to your emotions).
They’ve decided I’m ready to bear their name. It’s lovely to be wanted.
It’s all Simon Crump‘s fault. When I joined the Novel Writing class run by that tweed-jacketed, taboo-twerking son of a gun, he blew my mind, swore a lot, and told me to “calm down” every week. Then, when I finally wrote a good story, he sneakily sent it off to the man he fondly calls Twat (Sam Jordison) at Galley Beggar. The lovely bugger.
PLANKTON went out on Friday, November 1st, a day that coincided with a terrible Halloween hangover made worse by looking in the mirror and seeing the smudged remains of Esther’s attempt to make me look like Pinhead from Hellraiser.
So now there’s something of mine out there (here?) and for once it’s not all down to me. Some daft buggers with reputations to lose have chosen to indulge me. Mwahahaha etc.
It’s come from my head, so you know what to expect. That’s right, the unexpected.
All I’m going to say is it features sea monsters, hermaphrodites, and a weaponised Argos catalogue. It’s like a mini Moby Dick on Ritalin for the long winter nights. And it’s only £1.
You can get it straight from the publishers here
Or from Amazon here (who’ve bumped up the price a little in the name of VAT)
Either way, I’m yours forever.