Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
It seems that I can't blog and do publishing plans at the same effing time. So I am making publishing plans. They aren't great. I will do a book. The blog may suffer. Well, fucketty-fuck.
Looked at the titles I've set out on my stall?
Forget all those.
What about that zombie moisturiser story?
Another time, methinks.
So. Plans. A book. Plans. A book? Yes. How long? I don't fucking know. Will we see a lot of swearing? Very fucking probably. Will the book be funny? It'll fucking have to be.
That's it for this blog post. Must go and talk to my editor next week. Just typing that here will have the poor woman shitting fucking bricks.
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