(Legs mine, cider mine (left of pic), cigarette butt not mine.)
I will be publishing my new short story as a stand alone story rather than part of a collection. March 10th is the deadline.
In the meantime: When time ends, the seasons begin (Adrian Glass) is still available.
Some observations: Fly by nighters are usually dead before dawn, Internet censorship creeping in and it ain’t from governments, just monopolized mania. Medieval death cults in the middle east will exist as long as we use their oil. Putin will take half of Ukraine. Globalisation is a failure, yet one governing system (super intelligent computer system), no countries and the end of individual cultures could begin the new enlightenment for humanity. No immediate answers, just a lot of questions. Life is a dream.