You know, I was all set to take some minor political stand for or against something, and now that I've sat down to write this, I can't for the life of me remember what it was.  Obviously, my passion and commitment run deep.  Was it China?  Clinton/Obama?  That 6' 6" cow?  Good grief, I understand being busy, but I think chunks of my brain are falling out.

Ah, well, more space to advertise.  The next chapter of Knife of Never Letting Go is up on iTunes, and it looks as if people are actually listening to it (I've got two reviews, even).  And for my Irish reader, erm, readers, it's been made Book of the Month by Dubrays.  Which is excellent and is making me try to wrangle a free trip to Ireland.

And I'm still typing and I STILL can't remember what it was I so deeply believed in/was completely against.  Boris as Mayor?  Inflation?  The big, expensive, naked Lucian Freud woman...