I think this is an incredibly kind way to look at the market Dom. But I think I try to find stories, worlds or genre that are underserved.

Like going into a cave that no-one else goes into. Sure there'll be fewer people, (book sales don't lie), but what you might find in there might be wonderful.

Amazing!

Well I'm a day behind and two stories to write. So I'm going to pound a keyboard with these hamburger puppets.

Hello! Does it have to be art art, or can it be more like, short stories art... as in just short stories? Or as in 30 short stories from the prompts that all merge together in the underworld finale?

I know it says draws, but I draw like my hands are mitten puppets of hamburgers...

It’s my hope (I’ve written a draft) but as with so many things it’s slightly beyond my control. But I’m keeping it all crossed that more people are going to jump on Wendington’s adventures.

Also if you want a copy of Book 1, despite your ridiculously busy reading schedule, I’ll happily send one.

Thank you much for such a lovely review Jacqui, and just for spending some of your exceptionally valuable time in her world. I’m hugely grateful.

There are other, better hidden ones - yourself included - but just wondered if it would be something either you, or another avid reader at Yogs Towers might enjoy.

There's a few references I managed to slup into book 2 past all copy editors....

And obviously I've ptu a lot of work into them. They're young adventure novels - Think The Mummy but if a teenage Rachel Weisz ahd been the hero of the story not Brendan Fraser. But they're also adventures for kids and maybe not now, but in a few years it might be right for your son. Also....

Hard agree. The Onix rebirth butterfly scene alongside KB’s in the same episode - stunning.

Don't finish it quickly just to be done, finish it quickly to make the story better I'd say.

Neat and tidy wrapping. LIke my nan used to say. When she worked at the deli. Making birthday burritos.

But congrats on the work ethic!

Everyone muttering under their breath - I'm not sure about that. It'll never last.

This show which was three kids in a room shouting to their mate in a blank room next door with a giant helmet on was inspirational.

Sure we have VR now and we could recreate all this for the home and over the internet - and we should - but where will we get the smell of a British industrial estate

I hope to get joy back. I'll work to get joy back. Because hope on its own is not enough. It's never enough.

You can't just have a torch. You have to do the work to power it up. To escape the darkness.

So escape the darkness I will. One word at a time.

But I do think that both joy and fear grow if you feed them. And too long fear has fed itself and because I've not written, the joy escaped.

The lack of joy is not the presence of fear. The fear is just the lac of joy. Like darkness and light. Darkness only exists on its own. The same for fear

It never used to be the case. It used to be fearless because I wrote for myself. Or I wrote for my dad. And now I've infected with doubt and loss and that's taken the joy away just a little bit.

I'm sure it's temporary. Maybe it's that joy is harder to find in the world as you grow.