Throughout the summer I have been busy - spinning the tale of a very sad girl indeed.I have been moved to finalise my next novel should the world fail to end as planned. A good End Time Theorist must always have a get-out clause after all.
For me, this nasty flu business has upset my calculations somewhat. Should I prove to have got the date wrong, we'll need something else to read.
And so, just in case, I have cooked up a tale about a child bereaved of her pet beagle - a decomposing pooch that goes on to be dug up and revived by her father. (Un)naturally she loves him like any pet, despite the squishy bits, and indeed this is put to the test when the loyal beast is dognapped...
I see it as a cross between Lassie Come Home and Dawn of the Dead. The book, complete with further scribblings, will surface courtesy of Walker Books in early 2010.
Until then, I shall continue to monitor the possibilty that our world shall be no more. Which would be a shame now I think about it, after all the effort I've put into writing this second offering.
God speed, my followers!
