Been a bit of a lull after the first rush of enthusiasm... needed to pause.
Began a story on the 12th of June, somehow finished it on the 11th of July and then collapsed in a heap. Thankfully had a trip to Edinburgh with a couple of mates organised... scots wayhey, up yer kilt! Fantastic...Aye!
Enough, down to business... Am now in the throes of trying to get 'Found' printed but in the meantime here's the cover and page 1. That'll have to do while I attempt to wheel and deal and soil my soul trafficing with filthy lucre. Why is it that if I had more of it, it wouldn't seem so filthy?