The final and proof-read-to-within-an-inch-of-its-life version of Cold Light is away to Sceptre and until the copy edits and proofs come back for me to check it is temporarily Not My Problem and that feels great. No cigars or champagne, but an almost teary sense of relief and immediately planning what I’m going to use the scant work time I have over the next couple of weeks for.
Until you see me next, feel free to join in with the discussion about the downsides of blogging that continues here, or read The Wrong Shoes – the story I wrote for Bugged. Those of you who have loads of time on your hands and money to burn might want to pop on over to Amazon, where Cold Light in all its manifestations is now available for pre-order. I’m off to do an interview with Grazia (I kid you not…)