Transient states of excitement

I’m back from Dublin now.  It was a long, devastatingly dull week, but I managed to get the first draft of my new 7-9 year old manuscript completed.

Once again, the title gives the whole game away, so I can’t reveal it yet.  Let’s just say it’s a comedy horror, it has Elvis in it (well, sort of), and is likely to put children off a certain type of toy for life …

Now, onto other news.  A couple of weeks ago I mentioned that I would potentially have some exciting news to share soon.  That’s no longer the case.  I definitely have some exciting news to share.

But I can’t share it at the moment.  Once the contracts are signed and the official announcement has been made, I’ll be able to reveal more, but now I can only confirm that a major international publisher has made an offer for a six book series of mine.  It’s all very exciting.  I only found out late on Friday afternoon, so it’s still sinking in a bit.  By tomorrow it’ll really hit me, and I’ll spend the morning running up and down my street naked, and whooping like Tom Cruise on Oprah.