Hell's bells and buckets of blood

Jumpin Jehosephat.... It's more than a month since I last posted. Just show how angst-ridden the publishing life must be.
We're coming up for the deadline of the Mersey Minis competition - only a few days to go – and the entries are now pouring in from anxious writers longing to be in LONGING (volume 3). There's some great stuff, some dull stuff, and some odd stuff. Good odd, and bad odd. But by and large the standard is pretty damn good.
It's been fun getting entries, since I get a sneak preview before they all go off to the judges next week. I've tried to give people hints in the blog (www.merseyminis.com) as to the prevailing trends, and what is still virgin territory, and it seems that people are reading and – huzzah! – taking note.
We're getting wonderful compliments about Mersey Minis from every direction – which is delightful, heartening, and augurs well for the series. Have a look at the various book blogs (see links opposite) for the ones that have come in via email.
On 20th June there is an event in Liverpool to celebrate the first volume and give the audience a sneak preview of the second volume which will be out on the 26th. Tickets from The Italian Club on Bold Street...

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