A vague calendar of past and future events: May 15th: I turned 30. Not much has changed except I can't get on certain lists of 'successful people under 30' any more. Ho hum. To celebrate, we went out for steak and watched Godzilla. Meat = good. Godzilla = terrible. Godzilla steak = probably tastes like napalm and regret.
Early Junish: My story, Vitamaxima, will be published in Vector Press' third issue. Take two Vitamaxima capsules with every meal to ensure long life and literary satisfaction (side effects may include feelings of inadequacy and uncomfortably sexual public dancing).
Also Early Junish: Another of my stories, Bing Bong (which won the 2014 Fiction Desk flash fiction comp), will appear in The Fiction Desk's seventh anthology. Press the button. Just press the fucking button.
June 11th: I sit a 3-hour exam on Shakespeare and finish my current OU module. Much drinking and carousing will follow.
July 1st: My first novel, White Lies, will be released, published by the marvellous Legend Press! (Involving more drinking and carousing. And possibly a small heart attack.) Pre-order it now, or the type of things you see in threatening chain letters will happen to you. For sure.
Date TBA: Launch party for White Lies - details as yet unknown but will surely include, yes indeed, drinking and carousing (and a demonstration of terrified public speaking from me).
To sum up: June/July are lined up to involve several hangovers and a real life book thing. If you can't wait until then, fill your time with my 'How to Procrastinate' guide, as featured on Brighton Writers Retreat.